Hold on Just one more time; one more night Hold on
I walk these streets See the eyes follow me Yearning for me Waiting to pray on me when I fixate on the next bar They see my legs Exposed mid drift Breasts teasing enough to give them a fantasy later on They don't see the emptiness in my eyes The numb slow beating of this heart
They see conquest Orgasmic fulfillment Desire, nameless, emotionless, heartless
I could fill that void Play the part of the tramp of the night
I'm a way, I'd be using them to feel again
It feels good, right? I'll just close my eyes and lay there Maybe I'll ride him if the whiskey feels right
I miss the orgasm Vague memories appear at night sometimes. Those few precious seconds when my body is completely out of control I yearn for the sensation of an explosive moment of life Getting hot just thinking about it
Hold on Ground yourself Move on Another bar awaits. Another drink Another pick up line that will probably work I'd prefer the quiet silent type That way, I won't have to know or remember him It's better that way
The darkness has a hold on me It's safe I can disappear in the alleys and plot out my venomous ways Lift a glass to the moon A toast to you, my celestial friend You are my heart light when I have no direction
Holding on now for the next drink What am I worth? How many drinks to take me home Great question How do you measure the worth of a cheap night of sex Let's find out Step up to the bar, sit down, cross my legs exposing my stockings and wait Who is up for the challenge?
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