SINGER: Orgy

SONG:Stitches

If it stayed i'd never leave it
If that turned around i'd grieve it
The special dirty things that we used to talk about
I mean that loving you is strange and adored by me throughout
Oh no it's you again
Someday soon you'll find that someone waiting for the chance to beat
You
Drooling on the set to feel you
Blessing you with every kiss
Chorus:
Tying your self to me stitch up my emptiness
'cuase your the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill
Tying your self to me stitch up my emptiness
'cuase your the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill
Such the patient one who needs me,
The spolied one who wins
So shocking where's your sense don't you know i hate you so
Unsatisfied you little girl
Chorus x 2

Rolling dice and seeming queer,
Bastard love a sick affair, let see what new disease you'll fetch,
I mean that fucking you is strange and adored by me throughout
Oh it's you again blessing you with every kiss
So precious you know this hate of mine exploded
I'm so deranged you know i will never be the same
Chorus