Bottom of the well

Sometimes I feel
I can't live without you
Sometimes I get myself
Crawling to get through
My mother ask me
What you gonna do?
I can smell your sweet taste
In what shit I can have you?

For you I lose my pants
I'm never gonna stop
For you I'll lose my pants
I'm in the bottom of the well

I'm not here when you're in me
I'll swallow you
I can feel your blood
Starting to run through
Your taste leaves me easily
Becoming into a tragic disgrace