Deep Thoughts

My right hand is squeezing at my private parts again
My left hand with a pen
I try to keep my thoughts in line
But why pretend?

You’re only a friend, well, I call you a friend
We share a lot of deep thoughts
Conversation’s a must
Penetrate her mind
Activate it’s lust, but

Are you as sick as me?
Are you as fucked as me?
And for my third and final question

Can you swallow me whole?
How deep can you go?
I’m a little obsessed and I just wanna make a fucking mess with you

My right foot
Is itching to return to the aftermath
Left foot still in place
Yeah, I love the act and how you react
But I hate the look on your face when I say

You’re only a friend, well, I call you a friend
We share a lot of deep thoughts
Conversation’s a must
Penetrate her mind
Activate it’s lust, but

Are you as sick as me?
Are you as fucked as me?
And for my third and final question

Can you swallow me whole?
How deep can you go?
I’m a little obsessed and I just wanna make a fucking mess with you

Some days she says it’s fine
Some days it feels like heaven
As her spirit’s soaring towards the sky
My face is buried in her thighs

Some days she thinks I’m 9
Some days she thinks I’m 7
Yeah, I’m rarely ever 10
And I’m never 11

Can you swallow me whole?
How deep can you go?
I’m a little obsessed and I just wanna make a fucking mess with you