Who's in the wall?
Tired hands wrapped around his throat
Two in the dawn
Acquired taste splatters on his coat
Storm's brewed up
Form's screwed up
Torn, bruised mutt
In a dream, peaceful as he came
Moonbeams dancing through the rain
Though hunger grew
It's quelled with just a touch
I'd like you
Like you very much
To fantasize
Beauty in eye of the beheld
Through times of feast
Touch me if you'd care to feel well
Won't you cry?
Don't you lie
Formless sky
Though hunger grew
It's quelled with just a touch
I'd like you
Like you very much
I'd like you
Like you very much
I'd like you
Like you very much