Mit Gas by Tomahawk

Birdsong

by Tomahawk· from Mit Gas

I'll feed you now, whisper low in your ear The way you look at me when you're hungry Lay your head down, shoot a load in your ear The way you look at me when you're hunted On the slow drip down, from beak to mouth Spit it up, it'll drown I need it now You've got me sick You lie and feed I completely need You know I know you want it Say you want it, pray you want it Say Say ah