Songtext von Meth Mites

This paraphiliac attraction is something that won't be tamed. Its aftermath silently resides in a dead black vein. All you love hate-fucked into the ground in its place With a photograph of your hero duct taped to its face. Like dead junkie hardware bending through scabs, It stays stuck in the mouth from the pain. A simple phrase slowing to stop in a dead black vein. All you love hate-fucked into the ground in its place With a photograph of your hero duct taped to its face. So open wide and out with your tongue.