It′s As If I Believe The More That I
Squeeze This Pillow Between My Thighs
The More Likely The Chance,
I'll Find Romance If It Somehow Becomes Alive.
I Share My Bed With A Bad Brain Spilt
Ash And Cum Stains Almost Every Night
Please Find Me A Drug To Replace
The Love That Is Slowly Leaving My Life

You Know You′re Wasting Away, Wasting Your Days