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living the nightmares as well as the dreams
in this dream it is reality
apparently you werent offering literary advice
you were offering me as a sacrifice
to your own carnal desires
you offer me a drink and look there i am
thirtyfive and accepting drink after drink
that i felt comfortable enough not to watch you make
but my trust yes you and every other mutherfucker must
useing some girls dreams to secure their capture
and in turn what does it do for you,you sick fuck.
maybe get an aspiring young person,
fortunately im not so young and the effects on me i
could greatful to god feel before it was too late
this wasnt a date
it was to be a meeting of the minds
a literary exchange ,
and even if it was a date ,
you didnt give me a chance to say no or be easy
you just assumed id need a little extra
aid in my decision making,
too bad you wasted your drugs on me a true junkie
me and my best freind locked down
the house i once owned and slipped ourselves a mickey
just so in the event some fucked up mutherfucker
slipped us one in the future, so haha
im no fuckin wet behind the ears kid,
ive been livin the dream for a minute
im truly glad that your true intent was made clear
so you really had it in your head either one that you could fuck me
comical isnt it how
someone seemingly older
with real life experience,
could become the part of
this dream, that isnt quite right ,
whos naeive i ask you
utilizing as you did
the promise of guidance
your nothing more than
an old has been that will never be
thought in your wettest wildest that
you could even compete with
the deviants i do on a fuckin daily
i would have liked you for you
but you couldnt of yourself lure me in
hav e some self respect
cause regardless of where i am i do
you lost me at not even haveing confidence
in your own storial spinning
you could have stroked my mind
instead you reached immediately for my thigh
what kind of bitch do you take me for
i have a mind
and your lucky i didt flip paranoid and cut your ass,
maybe you didnt know,or maybe,
its just you think every girl is yours for the taking
the moral of the story is if your freind
doesnt introduce you to her father
do not seek him out yourself
you m,ay like me live to regret
your choice or you may use to forget
it could have been worse
living the nightmares as well as the dream.
apparently you werent offering literary advice
you were offering me as a sacrifice
to your own carnal desires
you offer me a drink and look there i am
thirtyfive and accepting drink after drink
that i felt comfortable enough not to watch you make
but my trust yes you and every other mutherfucker must
useing some girls dreams to secure their capture
and in turn what does it do for you,you sick fuck.
maybe get an aspiring young person,
fortunately im not so young and the effects on me i
could greatful to god feel before it was too late
this wasnt a date
it was to be a meeting of the minds
a literary exchange ,
and even if it was a date ,
you didnt give me a chance to say no or be easy
you just assumed id need a little extra
aid in my decision making,
too bad you wasted your drugs on me a true junkie
me and my best freind locked down
the house i once owned and slipped ourselves a mickey
just so in the event some fucked up mutherfucker
slipped us one in the future, so haha
im no fuckin wet behind the ears kid,
ive been livin the dream for a minute
im truly glad that your true intent was made clear
so you really had it in your head either one that you could fuck me
comical isnt it how
someone seemingly older
with real life experience,
could become the part of
this dream, that isnt quite right ,
whos naeive i ask you
utilizing as you did
the promise of guidance
your nothing more than
an old has been that will never be
thought in your wettest wildest that
you could even compete with
the deviants i do on a fuckin daily
i would have liked you for you
but you couldnt of yourself lure me in
hav e some self respect
cause regardless of where i am i do
you lost me at not even haveing confidence
in your own storial spinning
you could have stroked my mind
instead you reached immediately for my thigh
what kind of bitch do you take me for
i have a mind
and your lucky i didt flip paranoid and cut your ass,
maybe you didnt know,or maybe,
its just you think every girl is yours for the taking
the moral of the story is if your freind
doesnt introduce you to her father
do not seek him out yourself
you m,ay like me live to regret
your choice or you may use to forget
it could have been worse
living the nightmares as well as the dream.
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