Sift Through
I'm not
A little lonely
Only
Voices in my head know me now
Sweetest Naomi
Leads a life
Apart from mine
And I
Don't know my own name
Guess don't matter now
I know who's to blame
Too weak to utter how
And now in the mind
Some trash left behind
By a previous incarnation
But my dick thirsts on
Only to be chopped and served and gone
Thought of a stepping stone
To give her what's always been owed
Sunken
Deleted, drunken
Brought in
From a fantasy wet and wild
Sweetest Naomi
Leads a life
Apart from mine
And I
Don't know my own name
Guess don't matter now
I know who's to blame
Too weak to utter how
Held between the teeth are words
That nobody like him repeat
For they all have dicks too small to keep
Held between my teeth are words
That nobody like me repeat
Maybe it's obvious
Maybe it's common sense
But men never learn quick enough
So don't hold your breath
There's no suspense
Maybe to become a man
Is to throw up power that I thought I had
Held by my insecurities
Is a wasted breath of what is meant for me
As Mother Nature plays her hand
Wait, what?
A little lonely
Only
Voices in my head know me now
Sweetest Naomi
Leads a life
Apart from mine
And I
Don't know my own name
Guess don't matter now
I know who's to blame
Too weak to utter how
And now in the mind
Some trash left behind
By a previous incarnation
But my dick thirsts on
Only to be chopped and served and gone
Thought of a stepping stone
To give her what's always been owed
Sunken
Deleted, drunken
Brought in
From a fantasy wet and wild
Sweetest Naomi
Leads a life
Apart from mine
And I
Don't know my own name
Guess don't matter now
I know who's to blame
Too weak to utter how
Held between the teeth are words
That nobody like him repeat
For they all have dicks too small to keep
Held between my teeth are words
That nobody like me repeat
Maybe it's obvious
Maybe it's common sense
But men never learn quick enough
So don't hold your breath
There's no suspense
Maybe to become a man
Is to throw up power that I thought I had
Held by my insecurities
Is a wasted breath of what is meant for me
As Mother Nature plays her hand
Wait, what?
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Novak
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