LYRIC
I thought of your perfect limbs.
I thought of your mind,
I woke up hungry,
I woke up blind.
I thought of your flaming lips,
I thought of your smell,
I woke up choking,
Drowning in hell.
Just taking it like a man.
I thought of your breathing head,
I thought of your voice,
I lost my reason,
I lost my choice.
I thought of your beating heart,
I thought of your touch.
I thought of screaming.
I thought too much.
Too late to heal the madness,
Too late to understand.
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