| If you want my trust, and want my compassion, just come a little closer, I need to get the container. Is it me that has gone insane or is just these days and times? I can feel myself loseing control, just need some more vasoline, so I can fuck you raw, yet again. Here I am burning houses with gasoline, there I go, trying to pull you out of denial, behind those tears and screams, all I can hear is your confession for me, giving you this ass fucking. Didn't even catch on to my Sunday attitude, now did you? How I am, yes, very rude, and quite crude. I can be a ruthless son of a bitch, I can be a merciless numb fucking bastard. Its just the fact, Iv have you bent over, now you know. Who I am, and what I'm about, your, bleeding cavity, yes I'm the epitimy of apathy. Just a little message, heres the secret. Its sodomy. Just a sweet little sin, that can express how much love flows through my numb as ice nerves. Its sunday, so, get ready, I can't let you crawl away, I'm going to take you down, I can't let you remove my crown, for the king can only make you scream, just help me make this dream a reality through some fucking Sodomy! Just a little time is needed to help you truly! I know it hurts, and I know those are tears, and my rod is buried in blood, but you can't tell me no, and you can't convice me that you don't need this! its sunday, baby, just clench it tighter, so it can hurt so good, this I knew you would. Pleased to fuck you, heres the pain, take it freely, in this brutal reality, you need beautiful sodomy! |
