Facade of a Fucktoy

I wake to your wandering  touch
A fire inside, an adrenaline rush

Turn me over like a warm pillow
Watch me cry like a weeping willow
     
Swirl the dreams into night
You know I can’t scream or fight

I don’t like it as much as you do
Because you say ‘ I just want to fuck you’

10 years go by and you ask of me,
What I would really like more than your fucking me?
You ask, ‘would you fuck me too?’
i say yes because,what I really want,
is to fucking murder you