Malevolent
Suffocation is stimulation.
Fill my desperation.
In this domination.
If I could stage this out.
There would be seats to fill.
Invite your only friends, cause I got dirt to spill.
My loves been nothing more.
Than just a give and take.
I hope you all take notes.
On what a fool I make.
This is a one last show.
But theres a script to read.
You said you need some loud,
Just tell me how much you need.
I'm fucking working here,
Get that shit out my face.
Okay just one big hit,
And then I take the stage.
That booty satisfies my fetishes,
Scream your heart out.
But it wasn't good enough,
But It wasn't big enough for me.
You got to work your legs more the get the perfect butt,
You say you're upping your reps but you're still a fucking slut.
You want to get the part in this show,
you better wipe those tears,
and get back on that pole.
we're running behind the schedule tonight,
I feel sick,
I feel good,
I feel like a champ.
So dim down the lights,
and read off the screen,
I feel sick,
I feel good,
I walk out so let's go.
They say a friends supposed to be a person to have your back at all times,
But what happens when that one persons turns its back on you?
Would you sit here and let them disrespect you and everything you stand for?
Or would you stand up,
or would you speak out?
Retaliate,
annihilate,
and destroy.
Oh don't look at me,
you're fucking dead to me,
this synergy is now a tyranny,
and when you sleep,
your dreams belong to me,
don't pray for me,
you're fucking dead bitch.
Oh don't look at me,
you're fucking dead to me,
this synergy is now a tyranny,
and when you sleep,
your dreams belong to me,
don't pray for me,
you're fucking dead bitch.
That booty satisfies my fetishes,
Scream your heart out.
But it wasn't good enough,
But It wasn't big enough for me.
You got to work your legs more the get the perfect butt,
You say you're upping your reps but you're still a fucking slut.
You want to get the part in this show,
you better wipe those tears,
and get back on that pole.
we're running behind the schedule tonight,
I feel sick,
I feel good,
I feel like a champ.
So dim down the lights,
and read off the screen.
Fill my desperation.
In this domination.
If I could stage this out.
There would be seats to fill.
Invite your only friends, cause I got dirt to spill.
My loves been nothing more.
Than just a give and take.
I hope you all take notes.
On what a fool I make.
This is a one last show.
But theres a script to read.
You said you need some loud,
Just tell me how much you need.
I'm fucking working here,
Get that shit out my face.
Okay just one big hit,
And then I take the stage.
That booty satisfies my fetishes,
Scream your heart out.
But it wasn't good enough,
But It wasn't big enough for me.
You got to work your legs more the get the perfect butt,
You say you're upping your reps but you're still a fucking slut.
You want to get the part in this show,
you better wipe those tears,
and get back on that pole.
we're running behind the schedule tonight,
I feel sick,
I feel good,
I feel like a champ.
So dim down the lights,
and read off the screen,
I feel sick,
I feel good,
I walk out so let's go.
They say a friends supposed to be a person to have your back at all times,
But what happens when that one persons turns its back on you?
Would you sit here and let them disrespect you and everything you stand for?
Or would you stand up,
or would you speak out?
Retaliate,
annihilate,
and destroy.
Oh don't look at me,
you're fucking dead to me,
this synergy is now a tyranny,
and when you sleep,
your dreams belong to me,
don't pray for me,
you're fucking dead bitch.
Oh don't look at me,
you're fucking dead to me,
this synergy is now a tyranny,
and when you sleep,
your dreams belong to me,
don't pray for me,
you're fucking dead bitch.
That booty satisfies my fetishes,
Scream your heart out.
But it wasn't good enough,
But It wasn't big enough for me.
You got to work your legs more the get the perfect butt,
You say you're upping your reps but you're still a fucking slut.
You want to get the part in this show,
you better wipe those tears,
and get back on that pole.
we're running behind the schedule tonight,
I feel sick,
I feel good,
I feel like a champ.
So dim down the lights,
and read off the screen.
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Writer(s): Shawn O'brien
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