Текст Montaigne – Pleasure

I’m a dreary droopy baby
Crying out for divinity
Sucking on inbetweenity
I can barely stand to touch the skin of me

I can barely stand
Barely lay a hand
On my fickle thoughts
And throw them like a violent sport
Tell them I’m the man
Dick in my hand
Bleeding on the floor
Do they want me anymore

Pleasure
Pleasure
Why do you stay
Wrapped up in pain
Pleasure

You’re a deathly daisy
Oh my sun, would you love me, raze me
Kiss me, love me, crave me
Bury me for fun at the party

I can barely stand
Barely lay a hand
On my fickle thoughts
And throw them like a violent sport
Tell them I’m the man
Dick in my hand
Bleeding on the floor
Do they want me anymore

Pleasure

Pleasure, ooh
Everybody knows that I am lonely

Don’t know about the word «crazy»
Do I call you that much too flippantly
Maybe
I can barely stand to touch the skin of me

Pleasure
Pleasure
Why do you stay
Wrapped up in pain
Pleasure

Pleasure
Pleasure
Why do you stay
Wrapped up in pain
Pleasure