RootGarden - Head

Head

Less head

will be

shown at

the table,

when you

girls hunker

down to

my fly.

As the

ice in

your mouths

makes my

loin more

unstable,

I think

I'll be

ready to

die.

No thank

you, we

don't need

a menu—

the girls

said they'd

(Ohhh!) to

the store.

I'm sure

when they

come... or

I come...

please

continue,

'cause someone

just came

(ingnnn!)

the door.

No bad

girls around

this here

restaurant—

can't be

heard, can't

be (mngnnn!)

or annoy.

But if

anyone's

good, or

if fine

food you

want,

(Sweet God!)

I'm a

very good

boy!