Autoerotique piosenki

I can't sleep my sickness doubles every time I kill I think that I should die by hanging but instead a grand idea Suffocating bitches delights me When they bleed the stench is lovely Why end myself when there are slobs a plenty I need to go, my semen is...

Sometimes I feel like throw my hands up in the air I know I can count on you, Sometimes I feel like saying move, I just don't care But you've got the love, I need to see me through [instrumental break] Sometimes I feel like throw my hands up in the ai...