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Penthouse
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Are you proud of me?
What you say to me?
Would you pay me?
Are you sick of me?
Did I lie to please?
Am I to sleaze?
Am I horse meat?
I feel fantasy
I lick your soul on leather lane
I watch your soul feed like a saint
I taste your soul with my ankle sprained
I am alone, my neck a crane
I didn't need to breathe your air
I wanted nothing that wasn't there
I saw you madly, I tried not to stare
But I felt it, you threw the lair
They found my food, I'd slept in it
I found your shoes, I drank from them
They found my clothes, I'd sat in them
I am alone, ripe for punishment
So in me you said there's fuck to spare
But I still love you, I think it's good to care
Make a wish while I'm white out dead
When your heart goes, that's all she wrote
I want our meat
I want our meat
Are you proud of me?
What you say to me?
Would you pay me?
Are you sick of me?
Did I lie to please?
Am I to sleaze?
Am I horse meat?
I feel fantasy
I lick your soul on leather lane
I watch your soul feed like a saint
I taste your soul with my ankle sprained
I am alone, my neck a crane