A fair warning to an under age lover

They're gonna rip your eyelids off and spit culture down your throat
break the silence with screams
fight and kick time until it bleeds
I guess I'm doing alright
I've got a shotgun and a bottle of Rhine
stifle your troubles and fears
you give me goosebumps when you put your fingers through your hair
you didn't know you had a thing called innocence
you never knew you could twist like this