Lyrics

This paraphiliac attraction is something that won't be tamed Its aftermath silently resides in a dead black vein All you love hate-f*cked 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-f*cked 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