samedi

Where's My Carbon Copy

I want to eat your ass (now) want to eat your ass
Smoke five pounds of weed before french kissing your ass
Look dead in your eyes make you cry of nervousness
Look dead in your inside make you cry of arousal
I want to feel so fly go out and kill a cop
Carve a bong in his sacrum and blow smoke in his cranium
I want to feel something, want to feel something,
Stop feeling something, before I feel anything
Let me feel alive let me shut my fucking mouth
Shove it in your genitalia, want to suck the labia, then dig the vagina
Hold it do me that blowback claw my back lick the six pack
You need the D but I do just need you
You need the D but I do just need (you)
To need me
Free me from the hate that is consuming me
I gaze into your eyes I swear you could just kill me
Right now, kill me right now, you could stab me in the heart
And I would die so far from what I thought I needed...
From what I wanted to leave...
This place is crowded
Outer space outer love for everyone (is what we all need)

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