Running Down My

Wet the lips
Wet the lips
Wet the lips

Running down my, running down my bones
Running down my bones, drooling
Running down my

Sons of bitches grew new sons of new bitches
And I can see them looking at my nipples
Sons of bitches grew new sons of new bitches
And I can see them looking at my nipples, nip—

With the lips
With the lips

Are me, my bones of milk and skin?
I'm full of taps, can't hold you in
Are me, my bones of milk and skin?
I'm full of taps, can't hold you in
Are me, my bones of milk and skin?
I'm full of taps, can't hold you in
In, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in

Running down my, running down my bones
Running down my
Running down my inside's drooling
Inside's drooling
Inside