Testo Gaping Wound

Take as many as you please
I shall do as please
I see no reason to wait any further
How much do you reckon we need?
Dreams are remote
Dreams are remote
I should kill you at once
I should kill you at once I'm turning inside you
I believe I'm going mad
I believe that
I've saved for you some bad taste
I was brought up by devils
Nothing to speak of
Let it move in this curse
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
What makes you so sad?
What makes you so sad?
My eyes belong to you
I am so down again
Thinking only about finding my way