Hot Piss
Fangs on flesh sink in soft skin
Throw yourl soul to the volcano
Where lava once erupts in young stomachs
Now multen in the skull
Follow me
Swallow me down
I don't coma anymore
I map my way around the mattressed floor
Angles of the underworld at night
We dine
Your teeth will grind into mine
Just keep me out of the sun
You call me scum like I'm the only one
Writer/s: CHARLES ROWELL, JUSTIN PEARSON, ROB MORAN, SAL GALLEGOS, WESLEY EISOLD
