Trash King Video (MV)

I only drink blood with my pinkies up because I'm f*cking classy
I'll spread you like a book to your spine
I'm f*cking nasty
Let the passion simmer like a sauce
And sip the simple pleasures
Grip the piston till it slips
And ruffles all your feathers
Can I taste the Eden through your skin
If I suck hard enough
The hickey line on your body
Art inspiring lust
So I love all of your juices and orifices
I love it when you sweat and bleed and drip
I might be disgusting
I might be unclean
But I'm a trash king
You could be my trash queen
We could melt together in these sheets like wax
The proverbial beast with two backs
The world stops
In your juice box
Into a dimension where we feel and no one talks
We might as well die today
We might as well share this grave
We might as well die today
We might as well share this grave
Exit depression
This is a meth like obsession
In the depths of this passion
Ecstasy ever after
Feral and rabid
No rules, nothing matters
You're my possession
I am your master
Exit depression
This is a meth like obsession
In the depths of this passion
It's ecstasy ever after
We are feral and rabid
No rules, nothing matters
You're my possession
I am your master
We might as well die today
We might as well share this grave
We might as well die today
We might as well share this grave