Testo Prey On

It gets grey but you stay. I turn grey. I'm alive you could say. I think about it all day. Channel all your fear. Whisper it in my ear. Tell me you want to go home. Never want to be alone. Black widow eyes, you stay. Be good girls, run away. Tattooed tongue, hung up on one. I think about it all day. It's the year of the gem. 1992, girlfriend. It's the year to pretend. Thighs and hungry eyes, boyfriend.