Infatuation Overkill - Grave Pleasures

Ribs flayed raw

Clawing at sheets

All spread out like a magazine

Eyes shut tight

Exploding tears

Bite the bullet between your teeth

Mouths splash open

Two red wounds

Knowing only what the devil and death knows

A thrust of thighs

On a desolate moon

We’re over consumed by a fantasy

We burn we dream

And rage with death and you again

We burn we dream

And rage with death and you again

Infatuation overkill

We’ve lost control

Oh oh oh oh

Infatuation overkill

We’ve gone insane

Oh oh oh

You kill

You kill

You kill

You kill me

You kill me

You kill

You kill

You kill

You kill me

You kill me

Forbidden sex

Separate souls

Video-like reality

Throat and knuckles

Tender ropes

Slow hard fuck in the bathroom

Where screams meet sighs

We suck the night

Even Jesus was never as sweet as this

We beat our skins

We drag our skulls

And kiss until we die die die die

We burn we dream

And rage with death and you again

We burn we dream

And rage with death and you again

Infatuation overkill

We’ve lost control

Oh oh oh oh

Infatuation overkill

We’ve gone insane

Oh oh oh

You kill

You kill

You kill

You kill me

You kill me

You kill

You kill

You kill

You kill me

You kill me

We’re insane

We’re insane

We’re insane

Infatuation overkill

We’ve lost control

Oh oh oh oh

Infatuation overkill

We’ve gone insane

Oh oh oh

You kill

You kill

You kill

You kill me

You kill me

You kill

You kill

You kill

You kill me

You kill me