Ahead By a Century

Then we'll climb a tree
and then maybe we'll talk
I will touch your cunt
you will touch my cock

then we'll be married
then we'll be man and wife
no dress rehearsal
this is our life

and that's where the hornet stung me
and I had feverish dream
with revenge and doubt
that night we smoked them out

you were ahead by a century
you were ahead by a century
you were ahead by a century

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