Faint

The dead were crying my name;
I thought I was going insane.
Took a dance with the grim reaper;
I always knew that she was a keeper.

Slow me down now please;
I'm too fast, got too much class.
Shut me down now please;
I'm too much, got my master plan.

Tickles in my ears, and up my spine.
If you want, with my meat you may dine.
I'm your deliciously sweet dessert.
Eat me with a little bit of a squirt.

I like it when you look at me like that,
when you eye me, make me think I'm all that.
Christmas trees lighting up in your eyes,
When you see me staring, through my deep eyes.

You become butter, as I burn your breast,
your sweet heart I slowly start to melt.

You get hot chills, and cold sweat rush,
when I grab hold of you, sweaty blood rush.
You faint from sheer bliss, and I carry you,
the fainted beauty of west, now I've got you.