This time it feels better   Even masturbation rules   Nobody is keeping in my pillow tidy   Tendeness and innocence      Wet spot is drying   Drying to itself   On important parts of my body   I finally feels things   For which you have never left   Never again      So I'm screaming some parts for you   I wish you had never had been here   If I could reverse the time I would   You would sleep on the wet spot      But normally she never feels a thing   Normally she never feels anything      Dissapearing smell and dissapointed toys   I hope you feel deranged   If I could reverse the time   You would sleep on the wet spot      But normally she never feels a thing   Normally she never feels anything