stick your thumb in my mouth,
Alleyway, alley cat.
scritch
scritch
scratch
I hereby solemnly swear - to you I'll bow.
Between your knees.
Wedged between your thighs,
while I stare up at your face -
into your bloodshot (deceptive) eyes.
You act like no one's ever called you a **** before.
But that can't be true,
cause you're the devil himself.
You do what feels good.
"To take the edge off," you say as you promise to be okay.
I don't believe you.
You're not sincere.
Because the first time we met - you weren't wearing underwear.
You degenerate.
You minx in the prime of her youth.
I'll love you and use you,
but only because you asked me to.
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 11:08 AM UTC
stick your thumb in my mouth,
Alleyway, alley cat.
scritch
scritch
scratch
I hereby solemnly swear - to you I'll bow.
Between your knees.
Wedged between your thighs,
while I stare up at your face -
into your bloodshot (deceptive) eyes.
You act like no one's ever called you a **** before.
But that can't be true,
cause you're the devil himself.
You do what feels good.
"To take the edge off," you say as you promise to be okay.
I don't believe you.
You're not sincere.
Because the first time we met - you weren't wearing underwear.
You degenerate.
You minx in the prime of her youth.
I'll love you and use you,
but only because you asked me to.
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