Wild Moccasins - Full-Time Fetish 歌词

closet feminine shoe fetish
they predict his social death wish
lines on palms could not hope to uncover
he sells to them sour milk of mother

the slightest of difference
collections all the same
mechanisms of defense
it's the mind we frame

neither excuse more appalling than the next
given the choice make him the warped subject
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