Dirty

Outside the wind is blowing the waves are crashing fast there's people running naked I see a nameless ass It's soft & warm & fleshy so tender to the touch I'll never get to grab it my timing's never clutch

My ass is much too skinny my legs are way to thin I act like such a ninny I'm all tanked up on gin my view is so fantastic I watch you pick your nose I'm hiding in your bushes you're taking off your clothes

My grey matter is wired wrong well I don't know I'm on a limb now I might smell clean but I suppose I'm dirty

I flip through scented pages there's numbers you can call my hands are slightly shaking I'm naked in the hall I'm racing my libido I'm twitching on the floor You tell me your excited I pay three dollars more I pay to hear you roar

My grey matter is wired wrong well I don't know I'm on a limb now I might smell clean but I suppose I'm dirty
I'm sitting in a theatre there's bodies here again I hear their lustful breathing the air is filled with sin I'll fuck but I won't make love you can't expect too much you make my anchor sweaty I crave your tender touch

I pay for you to touch My grey matter is wired wrong well I don't know I'm on a limb now I might smell clean but I suppose I'm dirty

My belly has a hunger I'm sick & filled with shame I eat but don't get full I'll never know your name I'll never know your name

My grey matter is wired wrong well I don't know I'm on a limb now I might smell clean but I suppose I'm dirty

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