Hold this fair hand
Despair is far from my land
Your feeble mind
Keeps you in demand
You speak of lies
As if they can disguise
Your licentious prize
Has nothing to do with me
Holy shit
You don't have a f*cking chance
Sex is a f*cking dance
So hop on and
Fall into a trance
Words fall flat
Under your brittle
Dick powered brain
As I laugh in your face
Tell me one thing
Before we hit the floor
Once the deed is done
I won't need you anymore
Pathetic walking cock
You have no use to me
Far from goals and dreams
Cease existence before your screams
Naturally spoken for
I am the moon and you are gone
Naturally spoken for
A f*cked liaison
Holy shit
You don't have a f*cking chance
Sex is a f*cking dance
So hop on and
Fall into a trance
Words fall flat
Under your brittle
Dick powered brain
As I laugh in your face
Skewed and slain
I don't know why I can't find the latch
Somewhere deep inside my mind torn and scratched
Somehow I don't know, I can't deny the lasting impact
Of my reckless masculinity, of this I fall back
From you, so take what you need
By extinguishing this tune
Tuck me into my dark land of desire
Felt up by the hands of fate down to the wire
It's gone
It's gone
Can't find remains of you and I
While Charon's raft and lantern pass me by
And youth is all I'm left