I Cannot Leave You Because You Never Had Me - Eden Synthetic Corps

You cup your palms like shovels always begging for more

I’m tired of working my ass of for you

You spread your thighs and whisper sounding just like a whore

Don’t keep coming for more

You may have tasted my body

But you won’t taste my soul

You may have felt your flesh stretching

To the depths of your every hole

You felt liquid and solid

You felt pleasure and fear

You may have felt your flesh stretching

To the depths of your every hole

And if you’re all that you claim to be

Then I’m not losing anything

So just stand there upon your knees

And feel the joy of suffering