I want our first kiss be tie up
I want to blind your eyes with my love

Say say say 
You are my sex slave
Say say say
I am your fucking queen

I want to spread cocaine on your skin
I want to inhale your breath with weed

Say say say 
You are my sex slave
Say say say 
I am your fucking queen

I want to rope you on my bed
Then rape you again and again

Say say say 
You are my sex slave
Say say say 
I am your fucking queen

I want to tape you moaning
I want to film you trembling

Say say say
You are my sex slave
Say say say 
I am your fucking queen

I want to paint all your ever
I want to make you last forever

Say say say 
You are my sex slave
Say say say 
I am your fucking queen

I want to put spell all over your body
I want to fable up  your lying blood

Say say say 
You are my sex slave
Say say say 
I am your fucking queen


Mr. Burns

 A hypothetical Planet named Clark 

If one day individual  stop fighting for believing
Sign and stamp for the touchstone
Sing with fountain and spring the mountain
Flew all time by electronic  fire
No boundary cause nobody ever cage a thought
Will you come with me in front of all those mirrors 
That made from all kind look element 
The one I love we are now a shy nude dye
What a tinge on our purple diamond
A hypothetical planet named Clark


A hypothetical Planet named Clark

Kiss Code

Kissing over you in my words
Tuning a line by stringing your hair
Kissing you with my lines
Punching and doting my shyness in your skin
Kissing you in with my sighs
Breathing out all your dumbness and letting it digest us
If they need our kiss code

I  want to type your hair into  a machine
So you will ask me to teach you to read
I want to record your pupil into a diary
So you will answer my question while you dance with me
I want to scoop your smile into my face
So you will remember me and run with our forever
If they need our kiss code

Kiss Code

Grotto Like Queen

Monday morning
Fucking my guitar
With my vanity

Then I run myself a
Bath for crossing the
Evening to be
With my royalty

I worship my feeling
By glorifying me
Thanks for the to be or 
Not to be

So I can quaff my lover
As his Piteous 
Law of  a Bottomless Pit
Drawing a fresco 

About the way a 
King blaspheming 
God by his 
Swearing pussy.

Grotto Like Queen

Masochists

Masochists Masochists I wanna be in your dream 'cause I wanna win. Masochists Masochists I want you to kiss me 'cause I had  a dream. Masochists Masochists I want you to slot in your key.     
Masochists Masochists I want  your key to shake me .
Masochists Masochists I want  you move faster.       
 
Masochists Masochists 
I want you now so why don't you stop to breathe .

Masochists

   Civet Wright (born March 29, 1983), is a Taiwanese guitarist and crunkster who was a member of the group Moth Code. Civet Wright formed Moth Code in 2010, Robert Allen is an British keyboard player accompany band by synthesizer melodies and heavy bass.
