21 July 2012
Here I go
Off to bed
Where I'll rest
My sleepy head
Thoughts of you
Will fill my mind
Sexy tits
And your behind
Spreading cheeks
Far and wide
I'll take a look
Deep inside
As I look
In to this hole
Gentle winds
Start to blow
This smelly gas
That you let off
I'm choking now
I've got a cough
I need some air
A final breathe
It's to late
I've reached my death
She Killed Me • Opuss № I