You’re what i want.
Am i what you want?
Lets jump in to the back of the devils truck.
Hitch a ride down town, lets try our luck.
But you’re too afraid to get into a strangers car.
I did those things
that I did too you.
Limbs all askew. Breathless on the ground.
I wiped you clean, like you wanted me to.
Get you into the shower, wash all my sins off of your skin.
for about a month.
I got that text from my favourite demon.
My favourite sound, just like fucking Pavlov’s bell.
I need to feed. Boys, its time to run amok.
You’re not the one,
and i’m not it too.
That’s my favourite thing about a boy like you.
I get to be the monster, i get to be the wolf.
I get to lay here licking blood off of my fingertips.