Bomb The Bass

My heart is a beating drum. My heart is an eternal explosive. My body, my mind and my soul are the fire of love. I’m a boy – I need a girl / I’m a girl I need a boy. Will you be my boy / girl? I won’t ever get sick of kissing your face and loving your core. Will you be my everything again? Did it ever stop? Did we stop eating each other in that holy name of us? I don’t know. All I know is that my heart is a beating drum. And you are my beat. I’m so afraid of losing my beat. The beat must go on forever. My eternal bassdrum kicks 4X4 beat of obsession. Scared and traumatized techno trying to see our future through fog of pain, fear and changes. I’m a machine and I’m too self-assured, though too fragile. A fragile machine of dreamy love and the lovely dreams of eternal something that was almost lost. Almost lost is not lost; almost dead is not dead. Oh I wanna kiss you! These kisses I miss are my cure and my bliss. These kisses I miss… I’m bombing my heart with the chocolate sweets of pain and love. I’m caressing my heart with the light and tender waves of love and devotion. Will you be my bomb, bunny girl? Will you be my bass, my dear duchess? Will it work? My nerves become so lustful when they hear the special sounds of your 4X4 beat. You know the perfect rhythm of my heart; I believe you do know it. So… Let’s play, huh?

Links:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Bomb-The-Bass-19785322140/