Heart's beating fast
I know I should be feeling
Kick against my chest
I know I should be reeling
But how can I?
The Lonely Lover Living in a cage inside his mind
Surviving off of Funky Frenzied Fears he's running out of time.
for if he consumes the Candy-Covered Cobalt-Colored Cautious Cuts of mine,
he'll strip away my layers 'til theres nothing left but
Dripping down my thighs