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

Could you hate me? It’s not hard I do it quite a lot Could you leave me? Break my heart? The only one I’ve got

Unhook my bra and touch my spine My nipples can’t await your kiss Please play these body parts of mine A symphony of rhythmic bliss