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JUST THE TIP
Sensual chords play, gently
As candles flicker around the room
Roses scent entwined with pheromones
Feeding the passion beneath the moon
I crawl to you
Spread eagle
Whimper my name
Damn eager
Quivering flesh
Under my hand
Begging of me
To give to you
Just the tip
Just the tip
Is it dreams of fever
Just the tip
Just the tip
Before the whole cleaver
The little death
With sated breath
And you moan my name
Because I'm God now
Your lipstick on my boomstick
Lustful eyes staring back into mine
Gag, prettily, into the webcam
A million viewers, it's time to shine
The candles die
Black lights come up
Rorshach splatters
Upon the walls
You're not the first
Won't be the last
Go out ablaze
Like a phoenix
Let me hear it one more time
Just the tip
Just the tip
Is it dreams of fever
Just the tip
Just the tip
Before the whole cleaver
The little death
With sated breath
And you moan my name
Because I'm God now
As candles flicker around the room
Roses scent entwined with pheromones
Feeding the passion beneath the moon
I crawl to you
Spread eagle
Whimper my name
Damn eager
Quivering flesh
Under my hand
Begging of me
To give to you
Just the tip
Just the tip
Is it dreams of fever
Just the tip
Just the tip
Before the whole cleaver
The little death
With sated breath
And you moan my name
Because I'm God now
Your lipstick on my boomstick
Lustful eyes staring back into mine
Gag, prettily, into the webcam
A million viewers, it's time to shine
The candles die
Black lights come up
Rorshach splatters
Upon the walls
You're not the first
Won't be the last
Go out ablaze
Like a phoenix
Let me hear it one more time
Just the tip
Just the tip
Is it dreams of fever
Just the tip
Just the tip
Before the whole cleaver
The little death
With sated breath
And you moan my name
Because I'm God now
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