I wanna eat your blue eyes.
I just wanna eat them for breakfast
the morning after.
I just wanna stare into your lack of soul
for the happy-after.

I just want this longing, lasting, libidinous lost lust to die at once.

Fuck me with your eyes open
because I like swapping between lovers while I come.
I get bored easily.
Fuck me with your eyes open
so i can pretend to look into the depths of you.

You're making love
I'm making memories.
Because sometimes,
the internet is down
and I wanna have a backup.