She;Layed - (My sisters Cry)

I can't wait to wash the skin I'm in
So many bodies lain across

Fingers zigzag onto
and within
not caring if I enjoy

I hear knocking,groans
lead by kisses of sin
but I pretend,
as though I am not within

My mind clouds in dust
Not knowing if we've reached the end
So one mans travels can begin

This voyage upon my skin
Without and within
I am !As he is in
This sined and lusted skin!!