I’ll Play Mother Theresa to His Need

He has needs that don’t go unfulfilled        
When I step into the room        
This poor soul        
His lost soul        
I captured it three weeks ago        
When I sucked out every ounce of his troubles        
Tonight, I’m back for more        
His soul needs saving        
Sinner that he is        
I’ll be Mother Theresa to his needs        
Anytime he needs me        
     
I’m a giver        
A healer        
A suck our your soul        
Leave you for dead        
But not quite because I need you still breathing        
My fuck toy        
Kind of sister        
       
His cock is Satan        
And I deliver him from his own evilness        
Each time I drench him in holy water        
Hose him down        
And cover him in salvation        
Dirty man that he is keeps begging for more        
     
(Repeat)    
Thank God        
Thanking me as he’s on his knees        
And I clean him up        
As he’s drinking every last drop        
Like a starving man in the desert        
I’m Mother Theresa        
It would be a sin        
To let any man go hungry    
     
I’m a giver        
A healer    
I’ll suck down your soul    
I’m a healer      
(a healer)