Soft

I used to see you every day

used to see you every day

I danced around your folk and soul

i danced to all your fucking soul

i left you with your nose a bleedin'

and your toes a creepin' around

ahhh so mundane and incomplete

hand my down my pants and get me off this street

 

I'm passed out in your garden

i'm in I can't get off so soft

I'd pop myself in your body

I'd come into your party, but i'm soft

 

Behind the fringe of a whiskey high

mutiliating cat like eyes

and in your nose blood decadence

you try to drag me into your bohemian dancing

you paint my fingers and you paint my toes

you let your perfect nipple show

 

KOL

Done