søndag 6. juni 2010

Wired

Hung up by a wire

It’s seeping through her pores

This insatiable desire

Dripping all over the floors


Curiosity has taken over

Puncturing her skin

Looking for a lover

Pouring herself more gin


The pleasure is all mine

He'll say and kiss

Her hand so soft and fine

In his dirty, rough fist


The bar's been serving

For way too long

The sence's now unnerving

And they're stating things wrong


She only wants a feeling

Perhaps a retaliated sensation

Don't even know who she's dealing

On course of her own negation

(to him she's just an oblation)



So she ends up with dead-zero

By the break of a new day

And the man she saw as a hero

Is now no more where he'd lay


Sucker, you'd think

And some might say, you're right

'Cause what lures behind a smile and a wink

Is something opposite at such a night

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