100% Cute from Convenience by Pill

The dream of ruination-
Telepathy!
The dream of ruination-
of letting you feel me!

My conscious shared
with yours / all lovers.

My flesh smells best with you on top of me
-too slow too fast
-you bend I bow

And if i was true you’d see, you’d see me fall,
if i was you I’d leave and see me push apart,
if I was true I’d get what I want,
if I say to you to stop, don’t follow me!

Be still my heart,
and let my shudder be of comfort.

Defeat, defeat, defeat me.
I wither at the touch.

You bend I bow,
and let my shudder be of comfort.

We can't predict the feelings of others,
but we can make it soft.

Defeat, defeat, defeat me.
I wither at the touch.

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