Flimsy empty warm like summer
Touch me and fuck me up from under
If scabs are getting by in the way
Takin the place, fakin it
The closer I get up to the blade
Won't feel a thing
Don't believe in me cuz I'll hurt you
I can tell who wants just somethin
Cuz I'm awake and so is your taste
Takin it in - suckin it
The closer I get up to the bridge
Won't be afraid tomorrow
Put me away
The blood just pissin all on the floor
Messing the place, staining it
Sticky guilty warm like summer
Dick me stick me it's all over
The blood just pissin all on the floor
Messing the place, staining it
The closer I get you to the door
I'll live in your hole
Tomorrow
Put me away
Won't feel a thing
Tomorrow
credits
released August 6, 2011
Music, Lyrics, and Recording by Effword.
Music video concept, direction, and post production by Effword. Filmed by Sam Templeman, Ron Karten, and Effword. Video also features Sofie Kline and Isabel Castillo. Audio mixing by Mike Byrd.
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