Infected Rain - No More

Our screaming bodies Are trembling in the highest study Our wet tongues Are dancing like mad worms We were playing dirty games Feeling like animals Infected by itch other We newer felt completely sober I’m lying tired on the bed Think about the things you’ve sad Empty words and metaphors You really want to feel me close I’m teaching you the body language Never thought your brain was damaged All you are is a little boy who likes to fuck me like a toy You’re hot but your words are empty You cried, I felt guilty You tried but I was strong Look at me! Am I wrong? I’m lying tiered on the bed Think about the things you’ve sad Empty words and metaphors You really want to feel me close I’m not white enough for you But there is nothing I can do To be with you, to be with you To make the things for us go better I’m lying tiered on the bed Think about the things you’ve sad Empty words and metaphors You really want to feel me close