Fucked Songtext
von Acidrodent

Let′s not skirt the issue
Of warm and bated breaths
The means to taste you
Your succulence

(Can't help but feel fucked)

So many ways to be damned
Behold my teeth mark pentagram

(Can′t help but feel fucked)

My cigarette is on your lips
I can feel no shame
I just feel insane


Lose the fabric and the threads
Ingredients for a mess
Finding words for my commands
Details of my squalid plans

Condiments of carnal nature
The body as an incubator
Forgive my haute cuisine disaster
Your boiling just starting faster

(Can't help but feel fucked)

I see you come crawling closer

(Can't help but feel fucked)

You′re flowing over
No longer sober
You′re overheating
You've reached your ceiling

(Can′t help but feel fucked)

Do away with discipline
Strip away the secret skin