Undercover (Some nerve)

by Brandon Nabors

Cold, dark sweat on a Winter's night.
Breath of bodies, holding me so tight.
Lies of wrath, and a sharp tongue.
Little baby kitten is so, so young.

Claw me with your eyes,
bite me in your black disguise.
Consume me with the passion of,
everything that deals with love.

Butcher up my innocence,
take my life, don't think or wince.
Give me what I just deserve.

Undercover, some nerve.