But It Feels So Good…

You want what I have,
And I get why you want,
Lazy and stoned,
You sit around,
You sit around,
And sit around producing nothing,
I’m busy,
And active,
And friendly,
I’m nice!
Do you want to benefit from
My generosity, my kindness,
Why wouldn’t you?
I have so much, and need much less,
Have video, have television,
Have this fucking dick in your goddamn ass,
Violating your squishy guts, while I try
To pierce your navel from the inside,
You think I’ll let you steal from me?
You don’t know who you’re living with, baby,
From this point forward, when you sit down,
Every time, my man, you get to think of me, and wince.
That’s how I’m gonna leave you,
Homeless and tore up,
Wishing your asshole didn’t flap when you fart,
But it does.
I did that to you.

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Laying beside you,
My hands wander languidly,
As lazily, you kiss me,
Lips locking idly,
Neither moves much,
And my eyes search the darkened ceiling
For textures I’m not even sure are there,
But this ice sure is cold,
And you’re shivering noticeably now,
So let’s get out of the tub and rush to the bedroom,
And fuck until we’re warm.