This time it feels better

Even masturbation rules

Nobody is keeping in my pillow tidy

Tendeness and innocence



Wet spot is drying

Drying to itself

On important parts of my body

I finally feels things

For which you have never left

Never again



So I'm screaming some parts for you

I wish you had never had been here

If I could reverse the time I would

You would sleep on the wet spot



But normally she never feels a thing

Normally she never feels anything



Dissapearing smell and dissapointed toys

I hope you feel deranged

If I could reverse the time

You would sleep on the wet spot



But normally she never feels a thing

Normally she never feels anything