Spread

Have I insulted you, exceeding expectations through and through
You lack what it takes, a back seat to me
But I can’t regret cause it’s you that I need
Well I guess I must be wrong, how could this be
To turn everything around on me
Spread out like a disease, infecting casualties
No way to believe from the things you’ll see
No way to secure your own destiny
Spread your legs …
Can it be, that i’m getting to you, in your veins my bloody fingers run through
But I can’t explain the reason for your shame
Wrap it up in lingo, to cure your pain
To turn, to turn, fuck …
I don’t know why I need to feel your hands on me
I don’t know why I hate to feel your love leave me