Making Love
O Desolation
I never wanted to be dreaming of
foreign girls from far off places
but I'm discontent
and I'm going crazy.
I've lost my spine,
that's why I ain't speaking.
Now you're tilting your head back
and I can see
straight down your throat,
you're so fucking needy.
I can't regurgitate what it is you need
because I. . .
I am a black hole.
I am a black hole.
I am a black hole.
And from his yard I can clearly see the stars
making love.
And from my window I can clearly hear the cats
making love.
And from he rbed I can clearly feel our parts
making love.
But I. . .
I am a black hole.
I am a black hole.
I am a black hole.
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