Paroles de Children's Theatre

My last dream was peerless I don't want to push The memory to the back of my mind Too fine to deny the time we passed together It was no play in a world of make-believe Use me as a tray for your body fluids But you can't plant my belly with with your seeds Sighting your dick I'm eaten up with envy I'm mad with anger It's true I'm into toys with a same reflection Why should I knock on the frontdoor If the backdoor is more heart-stopping for me? It was no play in a wolrd of make-believe It was real and I got to will myself Not to enjoy the next part we'll play Use me as a tray for your body fluids But you can't plant my belly with with your seeds Sighting your dick I'm eaten up with envy I'm mad with anger It's harder It's kinkier It's hurting You know what a man want to do And we do it No talk about it And we do it again Over and over again It's not about love Use me as a tray for your body fluids But you can't plant my belly with with your seeds Sighting your dick I'm eaten up with envy I'm mad with anger