where were you
why didnt you call me
did you forget the horny promise we made
to always be in motion like sexual aid
but when i saw you again i knew i was going to get laid
now its snowing like a frozen hell and your resting near my lap
which is good thing in our perspective but what about them
you know the ones that hate to have to wait there turn
and always blame me for there needs that are scattered
on your floor and your not picking them
i love it makes sex even more fire but dont burn me
heartbreaker,nobodie,material girl,pimpology
you live your life with that perspective will i be
the next player to be played by a depressive nympho ho
i actually have no answer for that question its pretty easy
while im looking at you with your sad eyes and desperate tears
i feel awful that im in this position because even if i was born
with the conscience that bitches aint shit
*bitches not women lets not get sensitive*
you have to fuck them and let them go
but you have my heart i cant leave now
im going to get it back sooner or later
its actually in front of my face next to your shower
let me get up grab my second goodluck put it in my pocket
then bounce out the backdoor but SHIT its frozen
oh well let me just fall back to sleep with this chick
that can kill this blogger with depressive behavior
and a sex game that defines pleasurable terror
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