Arche Gruber

For far too long now I’ve been contemplating from afar
Despite the fact that I believe that we would be on par
My pasty face is a disgrace for all of human race
That’s why I beg for you to implement the coup de grace
Come rid me of disease
Then force me to my knees
Oh darling
My thoughts they may be rank
Pull out that gat now strike me point-blank
Share with me your disease
So I can pass at ease
Oh loverboy
My fantasies tear me to shreds
Make them real and me drop dead
I found true bliss in acting free of all morality
Yet then thought it bad truly indulging in reality
The mind is much more mighty than whatever a human hand can do
That of course excludes a firearm pressed on me held by you
Come rid me of disease
Then force me to my knees
Oh darling
My thoughts they may be rank
Pull out that gat now strike me point-blank
Share with me your disease
So I can pass at ease
Oh loverboy
My fantasies tear me to shreds
Make them real and me drop dead
Choke me out so I can breathe
Dim the light so I can see
Kill me now and set me free
Come rid me of disease
Then force me to my knees
Oh darling
My thoughts they may be rank
Pull out that gat now strike me point-blank
Share with me your disease
So I can pass at ease
Oh loverboy
My fantasies tear me to shreds
Make them real and me drop dead