
The Smell of Hell
October 27, 2023
Struggle
October 29, 2023Infect Me
Verse
If I were a dog, and you a flea,
I'd welcome you onto my hide, carefree.
You'd latch on, with teeth as sharp as knives,
Injecting discomfort into our lives.
Chorus
Come on now infect me, it's a twisted dance,
We suffer together, with no chance.
Your tiny presence, a wave of disease,
But I'll let you infect me, if that's what you please.
Verse
Through barren fields and crowded streets we roam,
Your bite marks etched into flesh, a visual tome.
We're woven together, like a twisted pair,
A symbiotic bond, beyond compare.
Chorus
Come on now infect me, it's a twisted dance,
We suffer together, with no chance.
Your tiny presence, a wave of disease,
But I'll let you infect me, if that's what you please.
Bridge
As the world goes 'round and the days unfold,
We embrace our affliction, our story untold.
Bound by this unlikely connection we share,
In the depths of chaos, we find solace there.
Verse
Infect me with your tiny might,
Our love intertwined in the darkest night.
Through scratching and itching, we find some bliss,
A strange harmony in the chaos we miss.
Chorus
Come on now infect me, it's a twisted dance,
We suffer together, with no chance.
Your tiny presence, a wave of disease,
But I'll let you infect me, if that's what you please.
Outro
If I were a dog and you were a flea,
We'd conquer this world, wild and free.
Infectious together our anthem of affliction,
A testament to love's puzzling contradiction.
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Steven Gauci
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