lusts of the flesh

 
cuntification it's a nice vacation
masturbating operas
moans and profanities
until you fuck me hard enough to find religion again

my passion peaks and I find my voice
oh god damn you
I feel void without you there
right there in the soul of me
where I live and breathe I ache with the need of you

desire plays the cello
low notes that vibrate through me
until I feel you where it hurts, in the heart of me
I hate you, I love you

you're my worst nightmare'
you're my match and we're just two cunts
who don't give a fuck