Blood Trills
Hey, Hey,
can you fill the need to bleed
alcohol lets its flow quicker
blood flows down the body it warmth
making you want to piss
blood always turns me totally on
ladies do it best when they cut their wrist
nice warm bath candles lit
no mess for the rest i can only
control how fast or how slow it flows
i control the suffering you control the pain
the night time is the right time
to make it bleed
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