More Than Enough - Ino

kEtAmInE

Well Dressing walking on the street
Shivers running down my spine
He's so good, good fucker
But he finish harder than ever 

Now i die for him 

Too much skin, so much skin, i'm Drowning into it 
Your perfume making me having a headach
But god it's so good to smell it 


I can't 
I'm sorry i can't 
Continue, but god it's so good, don't stop, but i'm hurt, Oh god 

So full of pathetic delusions, 
Of giving you so much 
Are my boobs too much to see
Are they more intimate than my vagina 
Don't you want to put your mouth on it 
Or does it remind you too much of your mother 
Don't you want to put your mouth on it

Too much skin So much skin - Ino

Bois bien, je vois que t’en a envie 
C’est con que t’en veuilles pas plus 
j’ai tellement à donnée
Sers toi après tous je sers à ça 
Mes hanches sont faite pour toi 
on dirait, tu trouves pas qu’on s’emboite bien là
vasy continue ce que tu fais 



Body consuptiom is such a thing 
Deep filled throat and absolutely nothing 
Inside it slide so well, but could i tell you something ? 
While you’re watching me facking coming
I was thinking about how it kills something 
Not between us but inside me 
Innocence, purity
everything that gods told me to keep
But you took it without a warning



If god exist have he seen my face cuming 
If god exist why does it keep hurting 
Isn’t the relief supposed to happen
Or does he keep mocking me and laughing


Innoncence purity
Charity and hypocrisy 
Self hating, awarness
Lying, cheating, Hurting
And restarting

Innocence and purity- Ino

I can be more sorry
After all I’ve done to you

First touch you gently 
Then sell you to stranger
To shut the deep hole I’ve felt
Knowing consciously that he can’t
Be filled by that


Then I’ve tried 
Not to sell you but to sherish you
On the Palm of my hand
Like mother and daughter
Both riding the whole night 
But I finished and cried 
This hole never left me
I’m sorry

After a few Times, I decided that my sin 
Won’t told me how to act and react
That my perversion isn’t who am I
That if god made me like that there’s a reason
But soon, I found Nothing 
Praying in silence in the dark 
But no response

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Begin you, pardon me
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, if i could i would
But nothing, I’m sorry, nothing nothing nothing


Nothing, ever happened, and i search, 
Nothing ever happened in the church, a sign I called, 
But nothing ever happened, i recalled



Somehow, one day, someone came 
Nice guy, smart, He accept my weakness
And I took it as a response 
I gave you to him, all of you, in one time
Thinking that he could somehow fix you 
But I felt
He didn’t even try
And you didn’t need to be fix
I mistook you with my heart 


Letter To My Vagina - INO

The opening of a little girl's third eye - INO ( demo )

Underground daughter of nothing 🫦
Floating between grief, glitter & noise

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