Drug off the streets
Tied to the sheets
Start with the tip
Let 'em feel it rip
I am your fear
I want to hear
You scream my name
Grant me my fame
You are my love
My heaven above
Your efforts are in vain
Give in to the pain
Your skin, angelic to feel
Preparing for the meal
Taken off your high horse
Ready for the main course
I know that I am sane
This is but a game
There are no hard feelings
Thats what makes it appealing
No one will understand
Our love will never end
For you belong to me
You
Belong
To
Me
©custer
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