The thirst is getting angry

All she's wanting touch

A little bit of hunger

Satisfaction doesn't ask for much



She wants to feel intensity he watered down

The low to soft

Deliverance this heart he pumps and pounds



I look around

What do I see?

Another finger pointing at me

All the words they testify

It has to be

Pornography



I look around

What do I see?

Another finger pointing at me

All the words they testify

It has to be

Pornography



Welcome to my lair

Said the spider to the fly

Let me bring you ecstasy

Baby, baby, let me try

To rip these coiling binders

From the smoothest plane

And dive deep inside you

To taste the sweetest rain



I look around

What do I see?

Another finger pointing at me

All the words they testify

It has to be

Pornography



I look around

What do I see?

Another finger pointing at me

All the words they testify

It has to be

Pornography