Black Lettuce Video (MV)

Whispers and moans, a river of cum
Breath stinks of cheap whiskey and rum
Cheeks speckled with mud
Semen amidst the blood
This passion, this hate
This waste, a tragic dud
Handgun on the pillow
Chain around my neck
I'm worthless
Nothing but an insect
The Black Lettuce has me trippin'
I think I'm gonna die
What is this feeling between these pale blue thighs
The Black Lettuce has me trippin'
I think I'm gonna die
What is this feeling between these pale blue thighs
Feeling kinda frisky, feeling kinda sick
I'm loathing yet begging for that thick
Wanna get away, I wanna ditch
But he's got me crippled with The Itch
The Black Lettuce has me trippin'
I think I'm gonna die
What is this feeling between these pale blue thighs
The Black Lettuce has me trippin'
I think I'm gonna die
What is this feeling between these pale blue thighs
All the deeds I've committed
I feel I should be admitted
Billowing filth, retrohale mixes with smoke from the barrel
Sinister union, the product of sin
Take another hit, start it up again
Trippin', I think I'm gonna die
What is this feeling between these pale blue thighs
The Black Lettuce has me trippin'
I think I'm gonna die
What is this feeling between these pale blue thighs