Pansy Moon Oedipus On Ice
Rather cheap, I confess
Looking away, looking to your hot head
Your colored words that service me
Repeatedly, blatantly
Rather cheap, yes I confess
My escape into your head
In front of eyes that should have known
Better than to plead for a f..ck...
Anything to quicken...
Anything to quicken me
Anything to quicken...
Anything to quicken...
Rubbed across my zipper
I watch you burn down to my fingertips
I watch you burn
Rubbed across my zipper
I watch you burn down to my fingertips
I watch you burn
Rubbed across my zipper
I watch you burn down to my fingertips
I watch you burn
Rubbed across my zipper
I watch you burn down to my fingertips
I watch you burn
Rubbed across my zipper
I watch you burn down to my fingertips
I watch you burn
Rubbed across my zipper
I watch you burn down to my fingertips
I watch you burn
Then start another fire in some sheperd's home
