Clit Cake - Wind-Up Toy

I think we together can
Throw the sheets again, baby
And learn the names
They try to take from us
La-da-da

I wanna be clear
I want the next one
To see right through me

Bleach my bones
Til they're bright white
Til they're bright white
Til they're bright white
Take me home
Be my night light
Be my night light
Be my night light

You've got me wound up
Like a wind-up toy
Now I'm spinnin'
Spinnin'
Spinnin'
Spinnin'
Spinnin' spinnin' spinnin'

Written by:
P Kuhl

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