Spise Grønnsaker Lyrics & Chords By Belzeenefh

Does our death turn you on? Our last meeting - A fantasy The cruel Final cum Decimate our union. Extinguish our lust. ...read more

I sit In your garden Turning a stone Counting pebbles I'm catching up to you Dress and gloves ...read more

Two red tails Lip ring Lungs stretching Black ropes Like reigns on a horse Giddy up And be quiet White I shatter your pink pearl And breath your eggs Bound in the back ...read more

Show me how it's done Open me up Make me lick it up Replace my air Make it last Come on Don't let me down Come on Won't you fix me? I don't want to forget...read more

Nightmare fumes around my face like camphor in a sac. Your shoes are open graves I stumble on. your socks, dead birds to gather up. This is the bottleneck. With every breath I...read more