Slug Fucker

Slug fucker

I saw your trail, I caught your scent from a mile out

Metallic taste, your laser stare hits me like a brick

And now I'm reeling down on the floor, I reach up to your hips

Slug fucker, you got me high, you got me high for the very first time

I'm not a man, I'm not a dog, I'm not a seat, I'm not your meat

I'm not a pass, I'm not the gas

I'm not the feeling that you get when you get asked

If you're a fiend or just a failure

Are you a slut?

Are you a savior?

It's a false pretense on your unpaid rent

And your voice has been delayed into an echo, not a wave

And could there be another way?

There's got to be some price to pay

Slug fucker, I saw your face and it was pure dismay

Stretching, stretching

How much are you willing to bet

Tossing out a conscious net?

Risky, you could break your neck

The chance is slim, you go to bed

Retching, retching

Risky, you could lose your head

Open up the doors into the dreams you thought were dead

Stretching, stretching

Retching, retching

What are the odds you'll take a hit?

The engines on, you're sitting still

Waiting for the tune to change

Stretching out your arms and legs

Project yourself off of a cliff

The simulation was a myth

Stretching, stretching

Project yourself off of a cliff

The simulation was a myth

Stretching, stretching

The simulation was a myth

Retching, retching

Project yourself off of a cliff