Testo Predator

The taste of blood wets your mouth. With a vengeful smile. From one prey to another - victims. Sunshine, you warm up my life with a gun. How does it feel to be a murderer? Spewing out shit you could never own up to, the sweet smell of perfume makes the boys run to you. Tailed by an erection in innocence. Your injustice no smaller than a sin. Touch my hand. Touch my heart. You fucking liar. This is a war we're fighting. How does it feel to stare in to the eyes of a liar. How does it feel to stare in to the eyes of your killer? Who's waiting at your door step?