Contact Sport

Cradle this
An injured bird in sight
Barricaded from the light
A mortal delight
Suffer this
Time to find a place
Forget the aftertaste
A mortal disgrace
Reprieve and repeat
The dominatrix is so discreet
It won't work it will break
There's so much
But so little at stake

Your lonely mothers
They don't sleep right
Your lonely mothers
They don't sleep right
There's an antidote in here
Don't let it seep out

Pucker up
This is all you can be
An empty vessel for me
To fill forcefully
The wet nurse shifts uncomfortably in her chair
As she shifts to a new age despair
In need of puncture repair
Regress and suppress
All the urges you get to undress
Cause your scared
Of being closed
At touching distance
We are dethroned

Your lonely mothers
They don't sleep right
Your lonely mothers
They don't sleep right
There's an antidote you fear
Lock up your daughters

All of a sudden
You wake up
And see the monsters
In your room
They're looking at you

Your lonely mothers
They don't sleep right
Your lonely mothers
They don't sleep right
There's an antidote in here
Don't let it seep out
Seep out
Seep out
Seep out
Seep out



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Brudenell-straw
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