Mind Fuck
 

Freedom came suddenly
and now it's all up to me

i want to hide away
be alone, cry everyday

always was the one to chance
go see who asked me to dance

"but i'll play hard to get"
and all that other chick shit

Politics and Kerouac
ciggarettes by the pack

the night ends with a kiss
no thoughts of the one "i miss"

last night I spent with him
no guilt warm skin on skin

just sex. no strings. no heart.
what a lie, don't even start

kid, you're in some deep shit
stop thinking with your clit

come on, fuck this body of mine
but just please make love to my mind

 

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