Breathing hard. static on the line. i�ll never get enough.
emptiness of telephonic sex.
i imagine you undressing and i can barely stand.
turn down the lights.
your mouth turns me to rust.
so let�s unwind.
i can�t escape the hotline.
take your picture. bite you on the neck. it�s all i wanna do.
secretly romancing the recluse.
there is no touch. i am dead inside. this is all that�s left.
where are you now?
i need your voice.
i�ve been wrapped up tight and spending all my nights...
there�s not enough.
you cant stop now i�m almost there.