COCKSNATCHER
There he fucking goes, I see him
Walking into his favourite shop
Time to steal his semen
And run away with his whole cock
Look at what just happened to you
You got your shaft ran, and now you're just a dickless fool
Another one in my pocket, it's hard to run with all these cocks
And I can hear the sirens, it's time to escape
Climbing down the sewer ladder, I return to my lair in the filth
Freedom
One more little bitch had his meat taken away
No premeditation, the dick bandit can strike any day
It's on sight, it's all night
I never sleep 'til I get my harvest
Try to fight, and I'll bite
Snatching the smaller ones is always hardest
Now's the part where I go back to the surface
Peak my head above the asphalt, looking for my next target
Now he's spotted, my next victim of cock-theft
Run up on his ass, pinch the shaft, and I'm off again
I fuck my own ass with your dick
I'll turn your fucking dick into a fleshlight, bitch
Mountains of bodiless cocks
No balls, no sack, no body is attached
Unrecognizable mound of peens, lost and found by the man underground
And while the men of the city sleep, out of the sewers the schlong stealer creeps
Walking into his favourite shop
Time to steal his semen
And run away with his whole cock
Look at what just happened to you
You got your shaft ran, and now you're just a dickless fool
Another one in my pocket, it's hard to run with all these cocks
And I can hear the sirens, it's time to escape
Climbing down the sewer ladder, I return to my lair in the filth
Freedom
One more little bitch had his meat taken away
No premeditation, the dick bandit can strike any day
It's on sight, it's all night
I never sleep 'til I get my harvest
Try to fight, and I'll bite
Snatching the smaller ones is always hardest
Now's the part where I go back to the surface
Peak my head above the asphalt, looking for my next target
Now he's spotted, my next victim of cock-theft
Run up on his ass, pinch the shaft, and I'm off again
I fuck my own ass with your dick
I'll turn your fucking dick into a fleshlight, bitch
Mountains of bodiless cocks
No balls, no sack, no body is attached
Unrecognizable mound of peens, lost and found by the man underground
And while the men of the city sleep, out of the sewers the schlong stealer creeps
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Writer(s): Andrew Zink, Paxton Grizzle
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