HYSTERIA

I know what you want
Because you know what I need.
Your mind burns with fire
Because mine rots with sleaze.
I slip into a trance
From the wet beneath my feet.
My back begins to cripple
From the heat that he sent to please me
I know you're a sinner
But you say you're a saint.
Can't colour my canvas
With your black and white paint.
You say that it's bad
But it feels so swell.
My minds been gutted
So has yours aswell.
I know you're a sinner
But you say you're a saint.
Can't colour my canvas
With your black and white paint.
You say that it's bad
But it feels so swell.
My minds been gutted
So has yours aswell.



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