Agony In Her Body

Day one, I played with her blood



Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love



Day three, her blood played with me



Dirty talk caught me off guard



Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.



Baby you donÔÇÖt know where my mind has been



Fell off the bike more than twice but itÔÇÖs time to ride again



This time IÔÇÖve learned from my past falls



Old wounds might reopen soon



Burn them in alcohol



I heard that last call (what?) it was a close one



Roadrunners no which direction to go when snow comes



Then weÔÇÖre costal



Extra traction on radial tires



Having sex in the back wrapped in radio wires



Self abusive, stuck in a bad place



Head full of bruises and scratched face



I bled porously



Inserting my juices so you can taste me



Put my neck in a noose and swung to safety



Found a land mine planted in the sole of my foot



I canÔÇÖt find sanctum in the holes IÔÇÖve input



I keep digging covered in earth



I undress they run tests I leave the dirt to the experts



White coats and shiny objects



I jump their lifeboat science project



We got a floater



Guinea pig overboard



Stone sober hillbilly kid with open sores



Ripped vocal cord



Tearing them out



A mutant manifesto that youÔÇÖll probably never hear about



Weirded out about my whereabouts



Ears pierced my mouth a bearded medicine man who wears a pouch



Keeps digging



And IÔÇÖm swimming up hill



IÔÇÖm fighting a tide of mudslide and blood spilled



Until IÔÇÖve got a shirt off my back



And a girl on attack on top with a curled lip



The world map is our bed sheet



We share geography now



I explore virgin territory



Squeaky seats acting as a mating call



Nothing on my but her and didnÔÇÖt feel naked at all



Ever feel the need to keep it so real you feed yourself into her hunger and donÔÇÖt care if she bleeds



Asking all these questions aint highly recommended



TheyÔÇÖll eventually get answered if you put time in the friendship



That is if what youÔÇÖre doing is helping and itÔÇÖs not like you know until you uhÔÇŞ



Reach the ending



She wanted my agony agony agony agony in her body







Day one, I played with her blood



Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love



Day three, her blood played with me



Dirty talk caught me off guard



Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.







She was crazy



I need more holes to breath from



Went under the knife I contemplated freedom



Put it all out on the operating table



Touching on some rubber ducks I played double dutch with some jumper cables



Then out broke like the water it started rushing



All of the sudden there she was gone



IÔÇÖm the fall guy



SheÔÇÖs a sight for sore eyes



IÔÇÖm in labor all night until a new day is born



Curved globe



Road taste like



Eyes rolled, dice



Earth pulls a 180 when I look into her snake eyes



IÔÇÖm not afraid of dying



Pieces of me die all the time



Keep digging (keep digging)



I leave the dirt to the experts who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex hurts



I hold today with a death grip



And play hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperate



Face sweaty



Hands unsteady



Blood pressure off the charts



My heart hangs heavy



Untreated wounds though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb



Your feeble ill cocoon



I donÔÇÖt grieve for many people



And I donÔÇÖt mourn the pieces killed in you



My injection must have been lethal



Pick up the shovel love; youÔÇÖve got some digging to do







Agony agony agony agony







Day one, I played with her blood



Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love



Day three, her blood played with me



Dirty talk caught me off guard



Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.