Crushing the comfort, the strangers make their best Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh Crushing the comfort, the stranger's mess Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh I don't want your p**y, I don't want your body, pushed in bloody I want your sorrow, a pain you can love, a hurt you can swallow She says a title roll a title She begs the lashes grow better Here we live on the restless Slash my heart to beats, someday she says Crushing the comfort, the strangers make their best Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh I want your violins, I want the freedom and the pain I wear them honor girl like honor And the wind be out cuz I can be anywhere sponsored links She says a title roll a title They sure will crash and went happy Here we live on the rustle edge Slash my heart and beats, someday she sais Crushing the comfort, the strangers make their best Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh You are the filth you are the fetish You are the field, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters You are the filth you are the fetish You are the filth, I am the setters