Deep inside my heart and its splintered at its core

Molden curdle of milken puddle

Dreams of warm [bad word] settling in my mouth

To be my spouse make a bale and a house

Apple tree, [bad word] brawl domestically

Dirty dog dusty pawed bloody nose roses embroidered sheets

Dangle like women in the breeze on a line above the yard

In my heart a flower dies slow like a campfire covered

In [bad word] mellows like snow fall

Mellows like snow fall

Raphael you know just how

To take me in the swimming pool

Like a child being baptized

Beneath the starry sky we lie

Drowning in your watery thighs

Luscious eyed you a teenage player

In my heard an island sinks slow

Tears fall in the kitchen sink O

Don't speak I can hear you

Don't speak I can hear you