Let’s go home real friends
Posted: May 4th, 2007, 12:04 am
Lady, shut your face—
Damn but you’re not man’s disgrace
And on no human level
But on singular, on me
Lady, shut your face
Woman, turn away
’Fore my self begins to sway
’Cause I don’t wanna hurt you
But I wanna make you bleed
Woman, turn away
Pussy, lick your dish
Rub my leg and beg a wish
Let me scratch you head to tail
Me you shed and mew for meat
Pussy, lick your dish
Princess, king my mark—
Jump your checkers, disembark
Where black is bruise, red is blood,
Ridgèd edge and loads of fun—
Princess, king my mark
Mama, sing for me
Lullabies for reveille
I don’t know if we made love
Oedipus for good or rape
Mama, sing for me
Person, strike my cheek
I could stand to stumble meek
Killer instincts I don't need
I don’t wanna be a dick
Let’s go home real friends
Damn but you’re not man’s disgrace
And on no human level
But on singular, on me
Lady, shut your face
Woman, turn away
’Fore my self begins to sway
’Cause I don’t wanna hurt you
But I wanna make you bleed
Woman, turn away
Pussy, lick your dish
Rub my leg and beg a wish
Let me scratch you head to tail
Me you shed and mew for meat
Pussy, lick your dish
Princess, king my mark—
Jump your checkers, disembark
Where black is bruise, red is blood,
Ridgèd edge and loads of fun—
Princess, king my mark
Mama, sing for me
Lullabies for reveille
I don’t know if we made love
Oedipus for good or rape
Mama, sing for me
Person, strike my cheek
I could stand to stumble meek
Killer instincts I don't need
I don’t wanna be a dick
Let’s go home real friends