MANI/PEDI ALWAYS

She only liked to eat a little bit of sugar
She had an interest in whales
The colour of the world was no match, no
To the paint on her nails
She always was and always will be by the water
She’s like a fish without scales
I guess she wears coral tones, sea washes
All across her nails

MANI, PEDI, ALWAYS
MANI, PEDI, ALWAYS

My imperfect body doesn’t scratch up
To her perfect details
My scars just wanna jump out of my body
And go run to her nails
That’s when she looks down at her hands, shakes her head
And then thinks to herself
And then I notice that my scars have translated
To some chip in her nails

MANI, PEDI, ALWAYS
MANI, PEDI, ALWAYS

The world is black and white
Your nails paint it back to life
The world is black and white
Your nails paint it back to life
The world is black and white
Your nails paint it back to life
The world is black and white
Your nails paint it back to life

 

MONOGAMY

Won’t you kiss away my face, and see your future in me
And stare down the barrel of knowledge that I will never leave
Shotgun lovers don’t want a piece, cz love doesn’t decay
And I won’t accept any less, ok, than to deconstruct bodies
Then to reconstruct our energy into the one bouquet
I don’t want an open sesame, the death of love soiree

Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
ME

Attraction afflicts every thief,
And stolen hearts for keeps
But between my minds between the sheets
Between my legs, your teeth
And we’re humans fraught with jealousy
My bed it faces East
And I’m not for rent or entry
My sex is not sorry
And it’s not a case of being free,
Don’t give me that, oh please
Cz true love is not built for cheats
It’s two of us, not three

Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
Mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono-mono
MONOGAMY
ME

 

BRUNCH

I was in the gutter, living off of rotten

Punching holes in my clock face

It’s a full time job saying sorry to god

For the heaven that awaits

Methelated mirrors cause the wrong religions

Coz pills are suicide bombs

It’s all culinary, hail the mother Mary

A poster for single moms

Candle in the wind, I love you Marilyn,

I wanna be your president

Coz people made of Tetris nursing my infections

Gave me the wrong medicine

 

BRUNCH.

BRUNCH.

BRUNCH.

 

Dancing in a disco, sing along to schizo

Pop goes the restraint

And when she spreads her legs, everything goes dead

Control, alt, escape

The dumbing down of humans, all the fucking hubris

The stained glass is tainted

And all the same gods are kissing on a cross

Share the same world and same spit

Blinded by the velvet, become a dead Elvis

White’s washed the rhythm

And all our palms are dirty and all our hearts are hurting

From squashing oppositions

But there’s no harm in trying as long as someone’s buying

From hard earned blood money

Someone check her pulse, it’s bleeding gold pulp

Oh she could have been somebody

 

BRUNCH.

BRUNCH.

BRUNCH.

 

I met up with your sister, it made me feel bad

Coz I looked into her eyes and I pictured you in bed

Here come the fixations, can’t push them away

So I push you as I fixate.

I met up with your sister, it made me feel bad

Coz I looked into her eyes and I pictured you in bed

Here come the fixations, can’t push them away

So I push you as I fixate.

 

 

MODERN LOVERS

Modern lover’s dancing in the distance of each other’s hearts

Modern lovers living in the distance of each other’s hearts

Modern lovers Dying in the distance of each other’s hearts

Modern lovers dancing in the distance of each other’s hearts

 

Love in the form of misunderstandings

The first degree in the seconds of absence

The ocean reduced to the flat of a screen

You’re always away from me

Planes and trains are the passengers leaving

The veins and strange of the aperture’s beating

The light of my heart is when yours is dark

There’s always a latency

 

Fantasy leads me to what I can’t reach

In a pantry that’s full of counting the weeks

Detonate the frustration, longing for you

Is in short a chess game without any moves

Remember, I pretend that I’m going to war

I’ll be back coz it’s love that I’m fighting for

But there’s only a so much a hero can take

When the enemy is them and their own heartache

 

Modern lover’s dancing in the distance of each other’s hearts

Modern lovers living in the distance of each other’s hearts

Modern lovers Dying in the distance of each other’s hearts

Modern lovers dancing in the distance of each other’s hearts

 

 

ASCERTAIN

Every atom that spins has it’s own rotation

And they all join arms and make up formations

And somehow all my love’s come with a duration

But every tear I cry adds to my hydration

Every breath that you breathe has it’s own translation

And just sitting with the pain gets a standing ovation

For every strap-on that’s made there’s a phantom castration

For every priest that’s born, there’s a new damnation

All our broken parts lead to becoming fixations

And the body is a canvas for lacerations

 

Once upon a time there lived

A girl whose heart it tried to skip

The rhythm found itself again

In due time it did ascertain

 

 

INTIMATE APPARELL 

 

It’s like a picture in a picture, in a picture

Do you picture what is underneath my clothes?

Coz I picture you in intimate apparel

And I picture what is underneath of those

She’ll never get her knickers in a knot, cz she wears panties

I feel them through her skirt when we’re close and when we’re dancing

Can’t concentrate on music when we’re moving

Cz my fingertips are carrying my movements

The lace, the lace, it’s all about the lace

Pin it to my palms, then attach it to my face

Surgically replace your skin; I’m turned on by texture

When you dress up, don’t forget to sex up

 

Intimate Apparel…

Intimate Apparel

 

I wanna juxtapose some satin with some with goose bumps

You wear black and it looks good against the beige

Of your skin, I wanna rip off everything

How long can you keep them on? It’s just a game

I like to leave a little light on, but not your bra

And I touch what’s on top, and feel what’s under

What I’m after is some garters and suspenders

It’s like I’m flying in the air and I’m suspended

In space and time, it get’s me every time

If I said I didn’t care, well then honey I’d be lying

I’m like every man that’s come before me

I’m predictable, a sucker, call me boring

Guess I’m weak because I give in to conventions

I like the things that show off your body’s dimensions

That’s the reason I know god is gay

Cz she created heaven, earth and lingerie

 

Intimate Apparel

Intimate Apparel

 

 

ORGASM GODDAMIT 

Out of sight, out of mind, I don’t mind.

Never mind, not in mine, I’m always eyes

Sometimes I need like, four or five

Borderline addict type, it’s fucking time

 

Pussy is a drug and I want that right now

Started with a kiss, that’s the gateway to right now

Yes I place so much emphasis on the right now

I’m ready but I’m waiting, baby, c’mon climax right now

 

ORGASM GODDAMIT

ORGASM GODDAMIT

ORGASM GODDAMIT

ORGASM GODDAMIT

 

Satisfied appetite, Aphrodite

I see lights like it’s time and space combined

It’s sci-fi every time stars align

As we fuck in time, at the same time

 

Simultaneous, nothing less than to fuck god

I wanna make you say things like ‘oh, yeah, fuck, god!’

If this is dancing with the devil, I’m the devil, fuck god

Two girls fucking is the same as a Fuck God

 

ORGASM GODDAMIT

ORGASM GODDAMIT

ORGASM GODDAMIT

ORGASM GODDAMIT

 

 

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out…

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out…

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out

FORTUNE COOKIE

 

I gotta separate my mind from your body, or how the fuck else am I not meant to masturbate everyday to your face, and what’s below, perfect body, dirty mind, doesn’t work, I’m a jerk. I’ve got issues. I bet you’re not thinking about sex, how the fuck can you not wanna fuck every fucking minute? Yes, it’s intense isn’t it, mouths are made for cunnilingus, kissing. Heaven in a lip-sync.

How does it feel now that you’ve tried it? I don’t know if you liked it, or if you were just being polite, too polite, you should have been a bit more forceful, throw me around all over the bed. I need a butch for a night, sometimes, but a femme for the rest, I’m a boy most the time, but I’ll be ultra girly. Spread my legs, fuck me hard, it’s about the timing. No more straight girls, I really mean it this time. No more straight girls, I can’t identify with your bisexual inclinations, I don’t want your hands or mouth on me when you could even consider putting them on a guy. I’m a purist, I am pure, pure faggot, pure fuck, no chances of swinging, ever, hundred percent, nothing less, pure, pure, pure, pure, pure, pure, pure, pure, pure, I am fucking pure

 

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out…

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out…

FORTUNE COOKIE

I don’t wanna eat it, I just wanna read it out

FORTUNE COOKIE

 

 

 

WIRE/LESS

Wire/wireless, wire/wireless

Wire/wireless, wire/wireless

 

I guess now, we can’t line dance

You’ll have to tie me to the bed with your hands

No strings attached

Gonna set her on fire without a single match

Remember the noose I wanted to tie,

But that was back when there were wires

No barbed barricades and no more fences

But more reasons to surveil the defenseless

 

Wire/Wireless

Wire/Wireless