Hypnotic whore

In the past I lived the high life drug induced lifestyle I've chosen
My every thought spaced miles silenced awkward by my movement
I stand here ironically on trial while I think of how to sooth this

She reminds me constantly she's pretty motioning me more and more
She's cute and dark like chocolate kisses but mirrored at a quarter to four

I started my night off with some synthetic drugs I dipped
But I feel strange like strong hypnotic what the fuck why spins,
She mentions moving to a private floor maybe that's a hint?
So we move in to the outdoor and little did I know she planned her sins

Seductive voice leaving no choice her words are strong like angels voice
Even after she wrecks my bike I feel reluctant and think she toys
Once I realize I'm drugged it's to late now that I've awaken moist
This was one of my all time lows that changed the message I now voice

Afterwards I felt dirty, knowing nothing, parched and thirst, hoping that I could feel something...but all I think about is her and how she truly fucked me