Testo The Love That I Crave

The love that I crave is a polar bear to gore me.

Then, I'd know the force with which she adored me.

The love of my dreams is the stuff of my nightmares-

When I wake up in screams that's how I know that I really care.


I must await the swing of the scorpion's tail,

Because my impatient advances always end up so pathetic.

Little pinches and pokes don't mean a thing

Compared to a true arrival and the shock that it brings.



Pick it up, try it, get tired of it, rewind.

I'm so tired of being wasted just chasing the same old thing.
I want to get hit by a big thing, come take me, change me.