Woorden: I Set My Friends On Fire. Astral Rejection. It Comes Naturally.

I know exactly why you're wearing that dress.
It's about time you chose that easy, sleazy access.
Yeah!
A hit and run. A rip and dip.
A mild stare. A slow sip.
Coronal mass, infections, and lizard - like whores
are actually what killed all of the dinosaurs.
This late breaking news makes your head
spin like an owl. Bleeding from all vessels,
you should grab yourself a towel.

Scratch you off my list.
I've been meaning to, just like an itch.
I was stoned to death,
when I took your last breath,
just like a witch.

I'm bigger than you.
And I'm way bigger than him too.
Get ready for the big debut.
Cumming is one of my favourite things to do.

Whenever we talk, you're a deer in the road.
And my lips are sealed. You constantly surprise me.
But I have to move swiftly before you smash the winshield.
I'm always the one to bring us back.
Affection souvenir from a foreign perilous municipality.
To something less. Insecure and Severe.

Scratch you off my list.
I've been meaning to, just like an itch.
I was stoned to death,
when I took your last breath,
just like a witch.

I'm bigger than you.
And I'm way bigger than him too.
Get ready for the big debut.
Cumming is one of my favourite things to do.

Decagon Czarina! I heard you collapse behind the lavatory stall.
Consuming anything that pokes its head in and out of the wall.
You've got time. Continuum tears, running down the side of your cheek.
Asphyxiating for eons, leaves no time for us to speak.

Scratch you off my list.
I've been meaning to, just like an itch.
I was stoned to death,
when I took your last breath,
just like a witch.

I'm bigger than you.
And I'm way bigger than him too.
Get ready for the big debut.
Cumming is one of my favourite things to do.