Humo Digital

Baby, you were once mine
You were the little girl who undressed for me
I doubt you have forgotten that encounter
I made you food then I put it inside you
Gently, just like you like it
Close to dreams, far from anguish
Then you looked at me and cried for me
When I told you I was leaving, you got scared
I left feverish from pleasure
I got into a taxi to not come back
But memories invaded me, your body
Sweating next to mine day by day
It's my day to day
I can't escape from you, baby
I'll give you again, you'll taste my sweet milk
When I come to pick you up tonight

I'm going to feed you
I'm going to f*** you
So you know you won't lack anything
So you know you won't lack anything
I'm going to give you to drink
I'm going to f*** you
So you know you won't lack anything
So you know you won't lack anything
So you know what?

I'll spread my saliva on your body
I'll close the blinds, I don't want spies
When I get tangled up with your killer tongue
And discover once again your journey
All of this was destined, prophecy
Written on your skin the path to life
I sense you want to be my b**** and finish until you faint
To then wake up and find me giving you my diamond again
Dante!
Everything your man doesn't do is right here
Our bed will be a quake
No lies, no mirage, just realism
Sweat the fantasy that makes you trip
You'll find the digital smoke on my skin
Let's make this our ritual
What time, what place, I don't care

I'm going to feed you
I'm going to f*** you
So you know you won't lack anything
So you know you won't lack anything
I'm going to give you to drink
I'm going to f*** you
So you know you won't lack anything
So you know you won't lack anything
So you know what?

Our sweat is analogous in this illogical digital world...