Roll up your sleeves and spit your lies at me
Lick the poison off my skin
Your grin as wide as the gates of hell
But yours is not my sin
Throw up, blow up, show up, your fuckup
Bury your head in my womb you are safe
Eat the apple off my tree
Frame the world with your liquid tongue
But not my destiny
Live up, give up, take up, your fuckup
Your public climax, wipe it off my screen
Kiss me goodbye before the end
Just another reason to believe
I cannot be your friend
Line up, tie up, fire up, your fuckup!
About the Creator
Morten Jensen
Lyricist, blogger, nutritionist, coach, gay, accountant, runner, lover of life, and so much more. Helping gay men get unstuck from stress and anxiety.
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