A DARK FORAY INTO CYBER-ROMANCE - KISS ME. KILL ME. YOUR CANDY LIPS ARE RAZOR TIPS, SAID, YOU SHOULD HAVE A PERMIT TO CARRY THOSE THINGS. ANYTHING YOU WANT YOU CAN HAVE FROM ME. ALL I KNOW IS THAT I'll NEVER BE FREE. FREAK ME BABY, NASTY BABY. AND NOW KILL ME. KISS ME. KILL ME. YOUR FREAKY HIPS, THEY'RE UZI CLIPS. GOOD THING SECOND AMENDMENT PROTECTING THIS BITCH. I GOT THE FEELING THAT YOU KILL FOR LOLZ. LMAO #RELATIONSHIP GOALS. FREAK ME BABY, NASTY BABY. AND NOW KILL ME.

KISLSL ME

DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS/DIRTY LITTLE LIES/LISTEN UP, YOU CAN HEAR THEM...THOSE ALIBIS/SAID THEY'RE OUT IN THE STREETS/A'COMIN OUT IN THE NIGHT/AND IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU, BEST RUN AND HIDE/BAD BITCHES/POISON IVY/BLACK WIDOWS/THE HIV VIRUS SEARCHING FOR A HOST/WATCH YOUR CORNHOLE, METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING/BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU'RE ALL ALONE, BECAUSE SHE'S PROBABLY PEEKING/BAD BITCHES/ARE YOU BAD?/I JUST WANTED TO LOVE YOU, WHY ARE YOU WALKING AWAY?

MALA VIBRA