Pleasure Principle

Starving

Intro:

Heard from my doctor you gotta pant like a dog so you won't choke...

So depress your tongue, relax your jaw,

And let me make you my bitch.

(Laughter)

V1:

Why do I turn into a voodoo doll when I look at you?

(I like to stick pins and needles in my skin...)

With my hands around your neck…

Blunt force trauma, eyes like loose marbles rolling around in your skull.

(ah...)

I’m too scared to dream…

(Veiled in gauze and kerosene)

Pull out all my teeth to make room for you.

My jaw aches...

You make my heart break.

V2:

Hey, I’m calling up your line-

“Would your kids call me a bastard if I didn't pull out in time?”

Should I call you a cunning linguist?

(Laughter)

I hate the taste of fruit and the water within,

Hate the feeling that drips on my spiderweb skin.

When you go underwater, do your lips still move…?

I feel your heartbeat like a buckshot fluttering in my hands...

I fear it will-

(bang!)

C:

Legs swimming around my neck,

Fingers rowing down my back,

Love will never be enough

I need a heart attack (yeah)

Fingers cutting my hair

And lips treading on my neck,

Pleasure principle!

Pleasure principle!

V3:

He left a kiss mark on the bottom of my glass.

I gave him sacred gratitude.

“Break you open, see what’s inside.

Let me eat your rot.”

B:

Wide open (let me see your eyes)

Don’t move (not finished with you yet)

Irreversible (can’t stop what we started)

Perversion (crossed the line)

Every rose has its thorns...

C:

Legs swimming around my neck (magnetic)

Fingers rowing down my back (do it with no hands)

Love will never be enough,

I need a heart attack (yeah)

Fingers cutting my hair and lips treading on my neck (all tied up in knots)

Pleasure principle!

Pleasure principle!

“Are you done with me yet?”

O:

A snake in your garden.

Lilith under your bed...

“Did you imagine me, am I all in your head?”

Int:

(An animal growls several times, becoming more aggressive)

“Have you always looked at me like that?”

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