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The Growlers
wet dreams
I havenâ??t had the guts no I havenâ??t had the ballsTo tell you all about the thoughts I canâ??t keep out
Donâ??t wanna fall asleep I donâ??t wanna fall asleep
But Iâ??ve been running out of ways to kill all of these sheep
Sheâ??s been cumming in my head and thereâ??s a devil in our bed
I can not keep her concealed and I canâ??t shake that she ainâ??t real
She tells me that youâ??re dead or that you just picked up and left
And knowing that she lies doesnâ??t dull her piercing eyes
When the moon has come and left
Sheâ??s still fucking with my head
Dragging me into bed and never letting me forget
As my consciousness slips I fall into her grip
We drink the devilâ??s blood inducing psychedelic trips
Sheâ??s got ocean in her hips and liños in her lips
And when youâ??re lying in my arms sheâ??s still tugging on my dick
Wet dreams
Itâ??s not easy coming clean but my urges can not wean
I used to fight but now I fiend
Wet dreams...