Running Down My

Wet the lips

Wet the lips

Wet the lips

Running down my, running down my bones

Running down my bones, drooling

Running down my

Sons of bitches grew new sons of new bitches

And I can see them looking at my nipples

Sons of bitches grew new sons of new bitches

And I can see them looking at my nipples, nip—

With the lips

With the lips

Are me, my bones of milk and skin?

I'm full of taps, can't hold you in

Are me, my bones of milk and skin?

I'm full of taps, can't hold you in

Are me, my bones of milk and skin?

I'm full of taps, can't hold you in

In, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in

Running down my, running down my bones

Running down my

Running down my inside's drooling

Inside's drooling

Inside