Im your Ranger Danger,
Im slick and im cool,
using you like my tool,
walking you like a mule.
Im your Ranger Danger,
Im collected and calm
-thoughtless ticking time bomb-
Not the girl you would have expected,
Eyes facing the rejected.
I can minipulate my eyes,
Entering between my thighs,
Your choice is the opposite of wise.
My wit makes you think-
-WE'RE a perfect fit,
But I already had my "this is it".
I do think you're alright,
And I was thinking I just might,
Show you my soft side at night..
I like free dancing and kittens,
Museums, bike rides, and mittens,
As the season changes to spring-you're feeling smitten.
Then i'll suck your body dry,
Make your soul fly high,
Grab my backpack and say goodbye.
My words are harsh,
And my eyes are bright,
Hate the fight,
But ill blame you out of spite.
Emotions are a chore,
I'd rather lay you down until im sore,
At least until I think you're a bore.
Snore.
But..wait..not, yet,
Cut me until I bleed,
Show me your fastest speed,
You're already at the point of need.
Im blackness and I kiss deep,
Then tape it shut-no peep
-Let it seep
And pay you an eternal nights sleep.
Like the rest-I used it to get me wet,
Stroking your hair like my pet,
Caught in my net---
--Under my spell
--Cant you see im not well
--Im going to hell
Im slick and im cool,
using you like my tool,
walking you like a mule.
Im your Ranger Danger,
Im collected and calm
-thoughtless ticking time bomb-
Not the girl you would have expected,
Eyes facing the rejected.
I can minipulate my eyes,
Entering between my thighs,
Your choice is the opposite of wise.
My wit makes you think-
-WE'RE a perfect fit,
But I already had my "this is it".
I do think you're alright,
And I was thinking I just might,
Show you my soft side at night..
I like free dancing and kittens,
Museums, bike rides, and mittens,
As the season changes to spring-you're feeling smitten.
Then i'll suck your body dry,
Make your soul fly high,
Grab my backpack and say goodbye.
My words are harsh,
And my eyes are bright,
Hate the fight,
But ill blame you out of spite.
Emotions are a chore,
I'd rather lay you down until im sore,
At least until I think you're a bore.
Snore.
But..wait..not, yet,
Cut me until I bleed,
Show me your fastest speed,
You're already at the point of need.
Im blackness and I kiss deep,
Then tape it shut-no peep
-Let it seep
And pay you an eternal nights sleep.
Like the rest-I used it to get me wet,
Stroking your hair like my pet,
Caught in my net---
--Under my spell
--Cant you see im not well
--Im going to hell