Devil's Kiss

Fuck This

A devil's Kiss

On the arm

Won't do harm

Familiar sting

Inside's sing

Grow a pair of wings,

and fly away

Feel so gay

All troubles

floating bubbles

In the air

Come to my lair

of self-destruction

Where you can,

barely function

You feel so great,

and control your fate

but you might be late

for dinner

They'll call you a sinner

but you'll feel like a winner

In my lair

its mighty fair

Want to feel good?

Know what you should

Do

It's true

Get rid of the flu

With a simple shot

One turns to a lot

Nothing else works,

or gives more smirks

Than a devil's kiss

and soon... you won't be missed.