David Castaneto Biography

That rubbery touch..
Boing, Boing, Boing!
The trickling sweat..
Drip, Drip, Drip!
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I understand that you're irritated and infuriated

Like a burning red kettle about to burst out screamin',
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In a colossal stage, the beaming spotlight's glarin' and the teeming crowds are shriekin',

You're cool and collected but inside your blood's boiling and your brain is ice cold,
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I can sense your hunger for a mother's warm loving embrace,

I can feel you glare at my eyes like I'm a beast. Bloodthirsty and Crazy,
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My tongue's gone numb, I don't know why,

Lips won't spread, eyes are blisterin' red,
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