Nervous Xians

You things things things of the flesh do it slow
Down avenues fuck me lust my eyes
Licking lips encouraging mr. careworn
To gaze upon a screen bask on after the flesh
We'll infect your carnal mind after the flesh
I walked through forests with ugly spirits
Kissed their feet and found them calm calm calm
Still I don't have any money money money
My body suffers after the flesh