| Posted On: | 2006-08-20 17:17:25 | 
 
Nobody's home 
No sound, no light 
Just the euphoria 
Just a tangible tension 
I feel like doing you bad 
I feel like hurting you 
Hands rushing and rubbing 
Lips searching and lurking 
Minds flipping and slipping away 
One, two, pinch 
Four, five, bite 
Seven, eight, spank 
Legs shake, can't stand straight 
Sleeping on a battlefield.