Alba s touto skladbou:
Portrait Of An American Family ,
Smash The Control Machine,
Double Up,
Portrait Of An American Family,
(I swear
By my sin-loving soul
I can taste your sins
All over me)
I see broken angels
With splintered halos
I'm the serpent
Swallowed by the sun
My gentle obsession with
Corrupt nutrition
I can taste the madness
Dripping from my tongue
Between the spaces to
Scratch the itch
My sins of excess
Prove to me that I exist
My lips drip
Secrets of the flesh
They fold into a blade
And beg "make me wet"
I can't help myself
SWEET TOOTH
Seduced by my obsession
I'll build my own religion
So I can taste the secret places
That set you on fire
(You are my favorite)
Most dangerous
Fascination)
Tempt me devil
Teach me what you think I need
Her fingers are Caesar
Slowly conquering me
We move like Buddhas
Twisted in a silent scream
Our souls explode
& merge with the Shiva frequency
The meat is sweet
Is it love? or is it lies?
To burn in the heat
Of the fire in her eyes
My lips drip
A soft song of love and flesh
That folds into a blade
And beg "make me wet"
I can't help myself
SWEET TOOTH
Seduced by my obsession
I'll build my own religion
So I can taste the secret places
That set you on fire
Tempt me
Teach me
Feed me
Heal me
I feel like being bad
The tyrant of my desire
A blushing rosebud begging to be plucked
I feel like being ....
Inside you baby
It was an atomic testing site
Explosive, corrosive
But oh, what a delight
They say the body's a temple
& desires a sacrifice
Devils speak, angels weep
For my SACRED APPETITES
Seduced by my obsession
I'll build my own religion
So I can taste the secret places
That set you on fire
Explosive, corrosive
But oh, what a delight
Devils speak, angels weep
For my sweet tooth's sacrifice
...take my temperature baby
This is what you taste like
When our souls collide
I can conquer everything
That defeats me in life
Feed me
Eat me
Drink me
Promise I'll never be bored
And I'll be yours tonight
THIS IS WHAT YOU TASTE LIKE
THIS IS WHAT YOU TASTE LIKE
THIS IS WHAT YOU TASTE LIKE
