Mourning Sex şarkı sözleri

Pseudonecrophilia! Lonely confused guilty, not sure what's going on Failed to see the reasoning that what I'm doings wrong Blinded by these urges that I've never felt before A situation unthinkable just a few days ago Hardened flesh, rotting eyes All things I now require Heatless skin, pulseless grin Consuming my desire Lifeless mass or piece of ass A difference I can't see To become drenched in mourning sex Is all I want to be Arousal, sickness, hatred Questioning how I feel Somewhat feeling delusional Is whats happening real? This battle with temptation Is the reason I can't stop Which is why I failed to get Authorities involved It gets harder every day Constantly wanting Won't stop for nothing Mourning sex It's all I want Mourning sex It's what I need Mourning sex It just gets worse Can't control No way to stop Can't control It's what I need Can't control It's like I'm cursed No cure Can't hide No cure It's what I need No cure Since I woke up and found your corpse I never felt like this before Sickness, arousal, and dread Has happened from sex with the dead Perversion and depravity Too much to carry on Pseudonecrophilia!