Paroles de Beastiality

A bit of friendly beastiality With the stockings that I tied you up so easily As the window breaks the window pain Puts the hand in to the till to get some pretty change. What love What hate Could reach the point of no return What love What hate Could reach the point Take you down into a dead end lane Make me walk on broken glass And let my liquid make petal coloured moves Removes the lipstick stains that still remain Am I still the same What love What hate Could reach the point of no return What love What hate Could reach the point As I take you through the bedroom door You can be my mother You can be my whore Take a lesson in geography Wash me down in pepsi Sweet obsess possess me What love What hate Could reach the point of no return What love What hate Could reach the point What love What hate Could reach the point of no return What love What hate Could reach the point