Gentle fingers, oily neck Aching muscles there to wreck Naked backside, music low I enjoy this and you know Gentle gestures, tender force You give

It’s a world of extremes Gotta be cunning There’s little about me that makes chances last I keep chasing my dreams Why are they running?

There’s nothing in my empty stare And something hurts behind my chest I look for words that aren’t there All I request is meaning

We shared another night It’s over and we’re fine Your body felt so right But it’s no longer mine I’m struggling to admit You’re better

What constitutes a life worth living? When is a person too far gone? You count away the fucks worth giving Until you realize they’re none

Wish I could be sex-positive and only fuck the best The ones who bring my passion out, ignoring all the rest Wish I would only

It’s really bad and it’s been for a while You tried your best to ignore it, but feel so small before it This so-called life

You want me to use youIt doesn’t arouse meYou say I can put it wherever I wantIt’s clear where you want itBut do that without

“Fuck me any way you want!” A bittersweet predicament My trouble’s truly decadent It wasn’t your intend to taunt But how do I want to

Glücklich. Dass ich nicht lache. Du weißt nicht, was ich mache. Fick dich. Lachhaft. Du wirst nie sehen: Ich hab grad genug Kraft Um zu