LOVE Machine


You know this is the end, when you're in her hands
And your desire is on the edge of madness
I know this feelin' - she often tormented me
I prefer to escape, than die in her bed
It's a compliment to her, to hear you screamin' all night
To see fallin', yeah, so slowly down and down
I will see your end between her hot thighs
I'll see your corpse, yeah! Under her hungry body!
Her dirty mind is possessed to f
Her burning brain is
She cannot sleep, she's
I must meet you, dirty pig!
But your sight makes me sick!
Lammin', obstrusive, vulgar, emasculatin' machine







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