Turn the lights on; I’m on the table waiting for surgery
Every orifice craving your presence, capillaries to arteries
No need for gloves, this a disease I want you to contract
My parasites are all in arms and they’re ready to attack
My brain is booming
Like the shot of a gun
Pulsating like the secret garden
In the pants of a nun
I need you to hold me
Fingernails in my flesh
Like hanging from the side of a cliff
Just waiting for death
You’re my mad scientist and I’m your test subject babe
Cut me up, fuck me up, any risk you need to take
You got the touch and I got the guts
Can you feed my love, can you feed my love?
Naked, iris to iris
My body is decaying and lover you’re my virus
When you shed your skin it’s almost bio-chemical
Naughty nature, pretty petal- I’m your biosexual
Fetch the scalpel, time for you to make your way in
Sweet music from my vessels playing like a mortal violin
I want you to inject me, make sure I’ll always be hooked
Make me bleed, give me a wound I could never overlook
My heart is beating
Putting thunder to shame
With the roar of the blood
Smashing the dam in my veins
I need you inside me
Inoculate my skin
Like a busy bee buzzing in the sky
Dropping dirty pollen
You’re my mad scientist and I’m your test subject babe
Cut me up, fuck me up, any risk you need to take
You got the touch and I got the guts
Can you feed my love, can you feed my love?
Naked, iris to iris
My body is decaying and lover you’re my virus
When you shed your skin it’s almost bio-chemical
Naughty nature, pretty petal- I’m your biosexual
You’re a rare species, you’re a rare find
And I want to be the only one in all of mankind
To get close to you and learn how you outgrew
All these organisms on the planet that are just no good
My head is shaking
Like the ring of a bell
Church choir of Holy lovers
Burning in Hell
If you're the Devil
Baby show me your horns
You can do it, rip me to bits
Make me wish I'd never been born
You’re my mad scientist and I’m your test subject babe
Cut me up, fuck me up, any risk you need to take
You got the touch and I got the guts
Can you feed my love, can you feed my love?
Naked, iris to iris
My body is decaying and lover you’re my virus
When you shed your skin it’s almost bio-chemical
Naughty nature, pretty petal- I’m your biosexual
