Sex & Violins

You have me wild with the look of those undressed eyes
As you pierce through the hole of that thick disguise
You conduct your business from a mile above
But you hold me down low with that white dress glove

You’re sex and violins
Open wide and let me in
You run my bow down the small of your back
You’re a night at the opera, you’re a
Sheer heart attack

You hold me soft as a Brahms concerto
You cum down hard like a Pam Ann video
You move me to tears with Beethoven’s 9th
Then you cut me hard with a twist of that knife

You’re sex and violins

You lay like a blanket of fresh Kansas snow
As you smudge those hearts on the window
Christ,
I’ll never live a day without you.

You’re sex and violins