Petals In The Grass

Wasted Juices

Wasted juices
From wasted faces
The stranger inside of you
He is trying to make you feel

Alcohol breath
Smokey tongue
Hands that milk your breasts
He is trying to make you feel

An untidy erection
Is not very kept
Thrust, and thrust again
He is trying to make you feel

One load moan
Done like all the rest
A pearly liquid leaks
He always makes himself feel