Sugardrive- Meatlocker Lyrics

Cold sweat fingers of the morning
sun spraying up ascending like my pride
in you in me, and I’m kissing myself blind
this thing of ours
taking form and exploding in their minds this crazy thing.
I wanna be you, wanna be me.
They’re all watching and they’re all hoping
that it stays washed up and dried,
meatlocker in hand and I’m kissing myself blind,
taking shape and talking to the world
this crazy thing. I wanna be you wanna be me.