Letra de Atlanta Hotel (Leipzig)

I was cutting off your manhood because it was fun. You got no need for a stinking, smelly, lonely love gun. I placed it beside the pillow on my bed. Got no worries, now I can give myself head. Yes, I feed on things that bleed. And I will do anything to get what I need. I'm collection body parts and placing them in jars. They are leftovers from smashed-up cars. I guess it's no good to live as if in a dream. But all I can think of is semen face-dream. Oh, boy.