God Is My Co-Pilot

I want you to put yr hand on my stomach
I'm waiting for you to make me burn then lick the wound
I want to hear that wet sound loud
And close up in my face
Get down low
Get down low and make that loud sound now
Go down now and show that tongue
Get down low and show me how if I start bleeding the blood won't stop
I want you to put yr mouth on my stomach
I want you to put your hand on my heart
How was it for you
It was frightening
I was afraid
I was hurting you
I was afraid the blood wouldn't stop.