End of Time

You will kiss my teeth
Lick between my knees
Everything I need
Everything that's clean

Will you leave my mind
Would you treat me kind
All across the line
Until the end of

You have been here more
Leaving back your score
Nails all on the floor
The planks upon the door

Your blood, it clings to me
The mud confuses thee
No more reality
No more play time for three

Will you leave my mind
Would you treat me kind
All across the line



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Machado
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