This time it feels better Even masturbation rules Nobody is keeping in my pillow tidy Tenderness and innocence Wet spot is drying Drying to itself On important parts of my body I finally feels things For which you have never left Never again So I'm screaming some parts for you I wish you had never had been here If I could reverse the time I would You would sleep on the wet spot But normally she never feels a thing Normally she never feels anything Disappearing smell and disappointed toys I hope you feel deranged If I could reverse the time You would sleep on the wet spot But normally she never feels a thing Normally she never feels anything