Procreativity Lyrics

Together we’ll lay another chapter, sooner than expected for them. She’s soaking wet. She lies there stoned. Waiting, hoping, thinking bold, that I can make her whole. My empty space. I’ll find at last. Filled in this moment in the past.
I’ve never felt an attachment compel me so far. I am the past that is buried beneath all the scars.
Hidden deep inside from any prying eyes. So far it’s been just enough.
Enigma is my shield. Won’t be destroyed again from within.
Pathetically I’m returning by hiding behind my illusions.
This I despise. Exploiting, weakness and trust. For means to an end.
Through the segments. Death can find me. My joints have damned me and left me candid. You will never hear my voice, it locks away the weakness. Inadequate. With or without a mind to feel you looking if you think you need it I will hide it forever in nothing.
I’ve never felt an attachment compel me so far. I am the past that is buried beneath all the scars.
Hidden deep inside from any prying eyes. So far it’s been just enough.
At the crest of climax your face will change to be the means to the end. I will dispose of the waste.
I am the past.