I need you still here in our tiny grave
If you should go think of all you'd give away
And of all us can't imagine this
Without your glimmering eyes or your kiss
The first time I came I stood before the toilet
Scared and dizzy
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I stole and hid the mag
For years, afraid I'd choke
I'd hold my breath to cum forever
It seems I missed my calling 'til I kissed your ass
Mwah
Cause girl, you're my relief
Those arms were made to grasp me
Oh girl, you're my relief
Your hands were made to smother me
So I don't wanna breathe
Breathe
So now the middle-class Americans
They'll taste the death-wish
And if I hold my breath for you, I'd die for us
So if God should take your heart
Or force my hand to leave in earnest
Swear I'll come back for you with his head in my hands
Fuck him
Cause girl, you're my relief
Those arms were made to grasp me
Oh girl, you're my relief (I tell you)
Your hands were made to smother me (All I want is you in bed with me)
And I don't wanna breathe
Allah, the only light
Oh, Lucifer, my somber savior
Should you kykes take my wife
I'll reign hell up on you
