I've Lost The Clock To My Conscience.

I've Lost The Clock To My Conscience.

the lyrics got you, baby. they're pulling at your clothes,
and one by one they come off - lost in an odd, odd world.
as personified flowers scream out in erotic behaviors,
enjoying the show that never seems to end -
at least to you, my darling.

the memories are tugging at your arms, holding you down.
and, feeble minded thoughts rush in circles around you,
in a way you thought they never, ever would.
they're beating at your mind, abusing all your thoughts-
is it over yet, my darling?

the words they sting your legs, pulling them apart.
and slowly enter deep within the hollow, lifeless pit.
i can see within you now, how ugly you truly are.
but, there's no longer any feeling, you're numb to pain-
is it over yet, my darling?

I've lost the clock to my conscience, it's been quite awhile
since I've seen the sight of wonder deep within your soul.
wetness drips from my lips, burning sensations run.
and, I've never felt such joy watching someone else's pain-
is it over yet, my darling?

the lyrics got you, baby- they're pulling at your clothes.
and one by one they come off - lost in an odd, odd world.
as personified flowers scream out in erotic behaviors,
enjoying the show that never seems to end-
at least to you, my darling.