Tight the way I like,
the chains of your fantasy,
in which you're the king.
Built on illusions,
the fort of patriarchy,
empty without me.
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 5:01 AM UTC
Tight the way I like,
the chains of your fantasy,
in which you're the king.
Built on illusions,
the fort of patriarchy,
empty without me.