Twisted

For fuck's sake, to beat breaks, that heat makes, I lay claims,
Our work rates, we work hard, and go...

Most silence is golden, just holding the noise,
What tries, when we cry and destruction destroys,...

Mixed heat, of bed sheets and wet sheets,
She said this, intimate lip speak, of no lights and...

Father: Darling there are no monsters beneath your bed,

Darling kick that thought right out of your...