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The Devil Inside
emotionally detached
I’m addicted to sin
wishing to spill my seed
Inside her angel pussy
I’m the devil who dreams sick
disguising his lust as love
sweet nectar to her longing
a moth into the flame
up inside, then entering her mind
brutally fucking all precaution away
so willing, because I’m the perfect guy
yeah, maybe in another life
defiling the innocence with ease
pulling apart wings, slowly
until she's a complete fucked up addict
taking my dick down like a drug
It’s hard to sympathize when one is so willing
submitting her body to be traumatized
always disgusted by the unnatural actions we do
still, she’ll come running back every time
I’m addicted to sin
wishing to spill my seed
Inside her angel pussy
I’m the devil who dreams sick
disguising his lust as love
sweet nectar to her longing
a moth into the flame
up inside, then entering her mind
brutally fucking all precaution away
so willing, because I’m the perfect guy
yeah, maybe in another life
defiling the innocence with ease
pulling apart wings, slowly
until she's a complete fucked up addict
taking my dick down like a drug
It’s hard to sympathize when one is so willing
submitting her body to be traumatized
always disgusted by the unnatural actions we do
still, she’ll come running back every time
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