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Back against the floor

Lidded eyes

It’s no surprise

And nothing more

He led me on

Down to your room

I’m such a tease

Dressed in gloom

Praying with him in my mouth

Praying please.

I’ve wasted again

He meant nothing to me.

Unzipped and untamed

And whose left to be blamed?

This reckless adultery

Tomorrow a guilty memory

I can’t say I didn’t care

With what you’ve done

It’s only fair

Don’t pay forgiveness to a whore

Praying please.

I’ve wasted again

He meant nothing to me.