stitches

• orgy sarkisi, cici klip sahibi sarki.
  if it stayed, i'd never leave
  if that turned around
  i'd grieve 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
  
  tying yourself to me
  stitch-up my emptiness
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill
  tying yourself to me
  stitch-up my emptiness
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill
  
  such the patient one who needs me
  the spoiled one who wins
  so shocking
  where's your sense
  don't you know i hate you so
  unsatisfied
  you little girl
  
  tying yourself to me
  stitch-up my emptiness
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill
  tying yourself to me
  stitch-up my emptiness
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill
  
  rolling dice and seeming queer
  bastard love, a sick affair
  let's see what new disease you'll fetch
  i mean that fucking you is strange
  and adored by me throughout
  oh no 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
  
  tying yourself to me
  stitch-up my emptiness
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill
  tying yourself to me
  stitch-up my emptiness
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill
  so precious, loving the thrill
  so precious, loving the thrill
  'cause you're the death of me
  so precious, loving the thrill