|Your fingertips fasinate the taste of her,
|Arouse her,such...amibidextrous hands,
|Even though your dyslexic,
|You could do some major body damage,
|And yet she's just growing,give her time,
|Dont you dare waste her youth now,
|He roughly puncuates her lungs,
|Violet..she is,,,VIOLET! the color of her bruises,
"And how do you know shes not awake?"
"her blood ties up my teenage angst"
|1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14.,
|I didnt studder when i said kill me,
|SEE,14...THATS A BODYCOUNT,
|The lives you ambushed cos of your fantasies,
|You dream,But we are not a night mare,
|And baby,this is reality,
|Wake up!
|You...you BOY you...
|You sure know how to break off the physc wards,and the aid homes,and the...the penetentary centers,
|You are crazy,but dont know what you do,
|To us,
|They dont know what you make those hands do,
|You start to realize OUR nightmares,are your hottest dreams,
|Your a boy full of strap-ons,and hand cuffs,
|Your nothing more,
|but you like being so dirty,
|Girls are made of sugar,spice,and everything nice..
|but in your eyes Girls are made of drugs,lies,vodka and ice?
|What do you see when you look at me?
|You dont see the innocence,
|you see something UNREAL.
