Turns Me Songtext
von Bacchae

I saw you standing there
Your hangnail on your tongue
Your stare was beautiful
Your boots were big and rough
I licked my lips and said
"I′ll never have enough"
You said you'd had your fill
You try to never touch that stuff
I felt a line of blood Drip from my nose to chin
You tried to lick it up
You told me you could handle it
I felt a strand of hair
Slide down my neck and back
My muscles twitching hard
I clawed your skin
And made a scar!


I saw you standing there
I looked down from above
Your stare was sinister
Your hands were thick and tough
You licked your lips and said
"I′m glad this isn't love
I'm glad that it′s pretend
I love that it′s a rush"
I felt a drop of sweat
Drip from my face to neck
You tried to lick it up
You told me you could handle it
I felt your clumsy hands
Wrap all around my hips
I felt my nausea peak
I lost it as you kissed my cheek!