Sink 'em in, loving how depavity tastes.
As it runs down your lips, relief showers your face.
We sleep all day just to stay alive, just so we can all go out and die a little that night.

Aropax princess got herself a case of the shakes.
She gets her fix too little too late.
Being easy ain't pretty my sugar coated baby.

My achromantic, post-traumatic baby... you are barely alive.
Something wicked this way comes.
I've been looking for you along horizons.

Maybe that's why it took my so long.
If i don't beg you to stop, will i become one of them?
Could i be irrisistable to you?

Could i be the shine in your spit?
Could i be the breath you don't have?
Could i be the reflection you seem to lack?

If it could kill me, would you let it?
Sink 'em in. sink 'em in. come on come on.