Discourse Of Desire Lyrics

Orchid Discourse Of Desire

Discourse of desire.
Artifice fueled by oils and balms.
Rosy cheeks are for pinching and my body's mine to touch.
That's what I get.
Love myself
That's what I get.
f..ck myself.
That's what I get.
That's what I get.
Love myself, f..ck myself.