Whiplash from Undead Generation by Undead Generation

We danced to Murderdolls with our bodies
On a fur carpet, naked and horny
Further on we fade to nothing but names
Scribbled on letters, nothing stays the same
It fades

If I reached out
We'd hear her shout

Revolving doors you're using
To come in and out of my life so fast
Are giving me a bad case of the whiplash
You're bored and so confusing
You come in and out of my life so fast
You're giving me a mad case of the whiplash

Doomsday and end times
Strange times to be mine
Sickness and lockdown
Love was a pastime
Hobby of playing with all our feelings
Let's see what happens
When hearts start beating
In odd times together

If I said let's meet
We'd hear her scream

Revolving doors you're using
To come in and out of my life so fast
Are giving me a bad case of the whiplash
You're bored and so confusing
You come in and out of my life so fast
You're giving me a mad case of the whiplash

Let's break

The floorboards stained
From using them to cum and play with knives
We wouldn't last
It's giving me a bad case of the whiplash
The more I start abusing
My body in and out of mind so fast
I'm giving me a bad case of the whiplash

• Experimental
• South Africa
• South African
• Port Elizabeth