Sex Concept

Sex Concept Do you like that? I hold his throat in my pocket He tries to bite back I'm sleeping deep in his lungs He wants to deny that And he's on the edge of his seat And he's trying not to break, but I give it bout a week Cause I'm the backyard heathen The girl he's dreaming I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in No end, no completion He says stop teasing We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even Cause his chest is heaving His knees got weakened All strong and rough and tough but I ruined that in an evening And I sunk my teeth in And by next weekend you're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah I'm made of linen and salt, my blood is made up of feathers He runs on language and laughter he's made of leather and pepper Our limbs walk over to each other, the bodies are shoving And I grab him by the tie and oh god, I think he's blushing And the tactics, accents, rip my seem He's a hopeless, focused, fucked up dream And he's trying not to crawl Cause he won't say he needed me And he's trying not to sleep Cause all he does is dream of me Cause I'm the backyard heathen The girl he's dreaming I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in No end, no completion He says stop teasing We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even Cause his chest is heaving His knees got weakened All strong and rough and tough but I ruined that in an evening And I sunk my teeth in And by next weekend you're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of god The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of god The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of god The concept of sex is stronger than the concept of god His family's scared of me 'cause the concept of sex is stronger than the concept of god And when he's missing on Sunday, they know who's at fault And I return him home, sick with a fever 'Cause he's still on the ground, on his knees, in a theater Cause I'm the backyard heathen The girl he's dreaming I'll bend him over backwards give him something to believe in No end, no completion He says stop teasing We'll play the game, both go insane, and then we'll call it even Cause his chest is heaving His knees got weakened All strong and rough and tough but I ruined that in an evening And I sunk my teeth in And by next weekend you're admitting I'm the only god that you'll ever believe in Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah