While your boyfriend rests under east LA swastikaz
Factory decay and the brothels for today
I rest my warm palm on your pourous neck
And crystalize the fear i've been hiding from
It feels good, the nervous endings palpitations
I'm doing well, the muscle tensions and contractions
I pull your hair, it triggers your brain
You see a face; it's ignorant decay
It drives you insane, you can't live with yourself
So you don't. you detach. it feels good. you're doing well
Trust is such an issue
I cannot continue
Understanding context of will
This lust could be the push
Into the frame of mind
That necessitates retraction
Contraction abstraction
In and out, in and out
Slowly: in and out, in and out
Your knowing eyes knew more than i
The mobile conversations i hear
At gate 112, mco
"i gave you almost no rules...
Now look. look what you do!"
This trust could be an issue
In and out in and out
This lust could be the push
Slowly: in an out in and out
This cannot continue!
In and out in and out
SLOWLY! in and out in and out
I can't taste your pillow, i can sing very loud
Your skin is so beautiful does your mate
Does your mate does your mate does your mate
Does your long term mate inject trust?
Whose construction was this night? why can't i stop smiling?
This was so wonderful! i love you i love you
I love what you've done trust trust
Trust is not an issue
I i i cannot continue