by Femme Fatale

you know the type,
to lurk in your room at night
tryiní to get some sweet pu**y
creepiní like a parasite
I donít mind at all
4 you 2 make that call
take me against the wall
so we can grind ní fall
late into a masquerade 
on a wild sexual escapade
cauzí Iím not afraid
2 scream
this dream 
it seems
for your fantasy
sweet ecstasy
nothing left to burn
some magic yearn
till itís my turn
so you 2 can learn
to be the master
as it gets faster
coming back nastier
for one last venture
in my own dementia
filliní this quencha
thought I mention
to be on cue
you sneaky predator
like I always knew!

Predator by Femme Fatale

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