I feel broken

Well fuck

Another bad day

I could use some cheering up

It's going to be a bad day

What kind of panties are you wearing

I want to fuck your face

What kind of panties are you wearing

I walk with the dead so I'm barely living

horny as fuck

If you're a spitter you're a quitter

I'm shy but I have a big dick

I never thought the day would come when I Would be the poison in the pen I use to write

I want to fuck your face

I polished off another drink and taught myself to numb and drift away For one more night so I could justify the day

So then I went and drank myself into an idiot all through the night

Well fuck

Woke up this morning hard as a rock

I no longer feel dirty when I touch myself

I'm shy but I have a big dick