Hot Breath Lyrics
| Song | Hot Breath |
| Artist | Pile |
| Album | You're Better Than This |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pile | |
| hot breath - pile | |
| I can feel every bulb start to dim | |
| Over my head, it gets tougher to tell what is. | |
| The mouth grows wide and looms over me. | |
| It shows its teeth. I feel its hot breath. | |
| The steam makes me restless. I wish it would put me to bed. | |
| Tried to watch from my fourth wall but I can��t see three more in it. | |
| Only the back of a tooth in the distance and that warm pulsing breeze. | |
| I must be sitting inside but I won��t let it swallow. | |
| I feel my veins start to swell, they flood back, | |
| Pumping fire out of me. | |
| I see its jaw start to close. Pull out and show it its teeth. | |
| I��ll breathe the stink of its hot breath. I��ll become it��s dream | |
| And I��ll make it drink from my breast. | |
| Opened wide the tongue reaches up so I can give it a soft kiss | |
| I feel my tits start to grow. I fill them with joy and let them overflow. |
| zuo qu : Pile | |
| hot breath pile | |
| I can feel every bulb start to dim | |
| Over my head, it gets tougher to tell what is. | |
| The mouth grows wide and looms over me. | |
| It shows its teeth. I feel its hot breath. | |
| The steam makes me restless. I wish it would put me to bed. | |
| Tried to watch from my fourth wall but I can t see three more in it. | |
| Only the back of a tooth in the distance and that warm pulsing breeze. | |
| I must be sitting inside but I won t let it swallow. | |
| I feel my veins start to swell, they flood back, | |
| Pumping fire out of me. | |
| I see its jaw start to close. Pull out and show it its teeth. | |
| I ll breathe the stink of its hot breath. I ll become it s dream | |
| And I ll make it drink from my breast. | |
| Opened wide the tongue reaches up so I can give it a soft kiss | |
| I feel my tits start to grow. I fill them with joy and let them overflow. |
| zuò qǔ : Pile | |
| hot breath pile | |
| I can feel every bulb start to dim | |
| Over my head, it gets tougher to tell what is. | |
| The mouth grows wide and looms over me. | |
| It shows its teeth. I feel its hot breath. | |
| The steam makes me restless. I wish it would put me to bed. | |
| Tried to watch from my fourth wall but I can t see three more in it. | |
| Only the back of a tooth in the distance and that warm pulsing breeze. | |
| I must be sitting inside but I won t let it swallow. | |
| I feel my veins start to swell, they flood back, | |
| Pumping fire out of me. | |
| I see its jaw start to close. Pull out and show it its teeth. | |
| I ll breathe the stink of its hot breath. I ll become it s dream | |
| And I ll make it drink from my breast. | |
| Opened wide the tongue reaches up so I can give it a soft kiss | |
| I feel my tits start to grow. I fill them with joy and let them overflow. |
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