Posted On: | 2006-08-20 17:17:25 |
Nobody's home
No sound, no light
Just the euphoria
Just a tangible tension
I feel like doing you bad
I feel like hurting you
Hands rushing and rubbing
Lips searching and lurking
Minds flipping and slipping away
One, two, pinch
Four, five, bite
Seven, eight, spank
Legs shake, can't stand straight
Sleeping on a battlefield.