30 December 2007
Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that the goal
Is to keep me from falling
Like a black cat whining in the alley
Like a pet locked up in a cage
I see you strip right down to your toe nail
Feel the rush flowin' rabid in my veins
In the raw tonite
With your face down to the floor
You're my nakedness sensation
from my waist but i want more
Then i shake you to the core
When you're caught in the raw
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