That Taste In Your Mouth

It's so sick
I taste so sick
Sore mouth
You're the name, the body, the stare
Aiming down

Make out
Make it
In love
You're the name, the body, the sex
Aiming at me

I want more
I want more
I want to reach your infected core

If you let me police you
I'll make sure to obsess you
Eat you up and digest you
Change my mind and forget you
Forget you

I want more
I want more
I want to reach your infected core

I want more
I want more
I want to reach your infected core