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Out of her mind...
The drink in her hand
Her back against the wall
He pins her so robustly
Her defences quickly fall
Her head feels so light
Her world begins to spin
Her legs turn to jelly
As she breathes him all in
She knows it’s not right
But doesn’t really care
She wants him to touch her
And undo her underwear
Whilst taking her to places
That she has seldom been
Where the Devil takes over
And fills her soul with sin
She needs him inside her
Right here and right now
She lets him have control
But wants to show him how
How much she wants him
And how deeply she yearns
To let out her bad side
Show him tricks she’s learnt
As she’s no longer an angel
Peeled off those goddamn wings
Removed that fucking halo
All the rules that it brings
And in this sinful moment
Without any form of regret
She’s turned to the dark side
And hasn’t finished yet
As it’s a thrill she longs for
An addiction she can’t beat
In high heels and stockings
Against the cold, hard concrete
And with the drink in her hand
She forgets for just one moment
The nightmare of her reality
And her ongoing inner torment
Inspired by the song "Pony Ride" by Neil Finn
Her back against the wall
He pins her so robustly
Her defences quickly fall
Her head feels so light
Her world begins to spin
Her legs turn to jelly
As she breathes him all in
She knows it’s not right
But doesn’t really care
She wants him to touch her
And undo her underwear
Whilst taking her to places
That she has seldom been
Where the Devil takes over
And fills her soul with sin
She needs him inside her
Right here and right now
She lets him have control
But wants to show him how
How much she wants him
And how deeply she yearns
To let out her bad side
Show him tricks she’s learnt
As she’s no longer an angel
Peeled off those goddamn wings
Removed that fucking halo
All the rules that it brings
And in this sinful moment
Without any form of regret
She’s turned to the dark side
And hasn’t finished yet
As it’s a thrill she longs for
An addiction she can’t beat
In high heels and stockings
Against the cold, hard concrete
And with the drink in her hand
She forgets for just one moment
The nightmare of her reality
And her ongoing inner torment
Inspired by the song "Pony Ride" by Neil Finn
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