Pyro
Bluelighter
She's an evil thing
Holds her hair from her face
Looking at me sideways
Behind those eyes lurk a plan
To somehow stifle me from my work
She entertains me
To use me like a slut
She doesn't know her boundries, but I do.
A slight twitch around the eye
As she tries to smile genuinly
Oh am I supposed to be impressed?
Does she even know that I see right through her?
She touches her skin
She looks where she touches
And my eyes are drawn to that place
Where I indulge in the hedonistic.
Will she or won't she
Ever find out the depths of my vision?
To the dead I say
I see visions
To the majority I say
I am paranoid
To the enlightened I say
I don't see with my eyes
Her voice is alluring
She keeps her skin tight and warm
She breaths deeply and sighs
Sensual, intimidating, inviting me to cum.
Everywhere she points to what she desires
A dress, a record, a few specific things
She points to me and smiles
I see right through her plans for conquest
To use me
She wants to taste me
I want to let her
Everything inside pushes me forward
Thrusting masculinity
The screaming release of a woman
We indluge in the passion and humor of our humanity.
And for a moment I realize that I am - imagining.
I can see
It was not meant to be
All the tears need not be shed
For once a noble man
Turned into an animal
By greed and lust
Which are both the same
In the end.
So before it's too late I leave her
Make myself inhuman again
Do her once
Let her be
I am above sex
I am above everything
I am man
Listen to my bullshit
entitled: man
Holds her hair from her face
Looking at me sideways
Behind those eyes lurk a plan
To somehow stifle me from my work
She entertains me
To use me like a slut
She doesn't know her boundries, but I do.
A slight twitch around the eye
As she tries to smile genuinly
Oh am I supposed to be impressed?
Does she even know that I see right through her?
She touches her skin
She looks where she touches
And my eyes are drawn to that place
Where I indulge in the hedonistic.
Will she or won't she
Ever find out the depths of my vision?
To the dead I say
I see visions
To the majority I say
I am paranoid
To the enlightened I say
I don't see with my eyes
Her voice is alluring
She keeps her skin tight and warm
She breaths deeply and sighs
Sensual, intimidating, inviting me to cum.
Everywhere she points to what she desires
A dress, a record, a few specific things
She points to me and smiles
I see right through her plans for conquest
To use me
She wants to taste me
I want to let her
Everything inside pushes me forward
Thrusting masculinity
The screaming release of a woman
We indluge in the passion and humor of our humanity.
And for a moment I realize that I am - imagining.
I can see
It was not meant to be
All the tears need not be shed
For once a noble man
Turned into an animal
By greed and lust
Which are both the same
In the end.
So before it's too late I leave her
Make myself inhuman again
Do her once
Let her be
I am above sex
I am above everything
I am man
Listen to my bullshit
entitled: man
