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Prey Selection


I will follow you
across the road
I will follow you
on your way home

You walk in the darkness
all alone on the street
I'll bet if you knew
you would call me a creep

My pretty little prey choice

The keys you're holding
in your hand
Like they're a weapon
you could use in defense
A flick, a spark
Lights up the dark
I can smell the smoke
I'm not too far

I wanna feel the touch
Of your neck
Squeezed by my hands
Before I wreck
Your pretty little body
Your soul, your mind
Soon you will be
All mine

I wouldn't prey on you
If you didn't look like a whore
But that short skirt
Makes you the prey I'm looking for

Sweet pretty little prey choice

Those heels are quite high
I see you're tripping
Trying not to fall
When you pick upp your phone
pretending to make a call

That phone call you're making
I know that you're faking
Don't you recall this evening
When you said
"Can I borrow your phone
Mine is dead"

Stupid pretty little prey choice

Maybe you like this
But I hope you're not
I can't reach climax
If you don't tell me to stop

I want to lick your face
Taste the sweat and the tears
The bittersweet taste
of pretty prey choice fears

Really,
you're gonna take the shortcut
through the park?
Didn't your mama warn you
about predators like me
Hunting in the dark




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Publicerad 2022-07-11 12:39



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  SatansSon VIP
bra, men det syns att u inte. är riktigt hemmastadd i svenska språket. här. och där syns. det.
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