We spew our trash at their feet
To be accepted as elite
To toy or to be the toyed
Or just mentally screwed
We do what they want
Do as we’re told
A gaggle of robots
With dirt in our skulls
They plague our dreams
Haunt us whilst we’re awake
Get a thrill along their skin
Whenever we scream
For release
Can’t catch our breathe
Smiles on their faces
As we beg at their feet
For one more taste
One more round
Pure lust
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