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The object of your discretion
Pick me up take me off your shelf, play with me for a while then put me away.
Fuck me feed me,
throw me away you don't need me.
Tell me how good it is,
how great I feel.
How much you love me for the moment,
how this "feels so real".
I'm just an object of you discretion,
only good for you when you want it.
A boy in a candy store,
just out for a "sample".
You get a taste and crave it,
you want some more.
Tell me what I want to hear,
whisper it in my ear.
"I love you baby, you're so good for me, we belong together".
You know I'll take it and soak it up,
because thats my heart thinking for me again.
I'll keep listening to you to this,
it feels right for the moment.
Well fuck you for fucking me,
fucking my head.
I'm not an object of discretion,
fuck you.
You're going to be good for me when I want it,
not you.
You call the shots no longer,
I will not wait.
I've smartened up from the pathetic teenager I was,
You can't have me.
I'm too good for you,
you've gone sour.
This is how it will be:
You realize me for the queen I am,
and worship the love that I show.
I'm a valuable commodity,
a rare cut diamond.
Worship the ground I walk on,
and I will love enternal.
Do you not realize what you have in front of you?
fuck I get all crazy like when I type damn does anyone read my shit anymore???
Pick me up take me off your shelf, play with me for a while then put me away.
Fuck me feed me,
throw me away you don't need me.
Tell me how good it is,
how great I feel.
How much you love me for the moment,
how this "feels so real".
I'm just an object of you discretion,
only good for you when you want it.
A boy in a candy store,
just out for a "sample".
You get a taste and crave it,
you want some more.
Tell me what I want to hear,
whisper it in my ear.
"I love you baby, you're so good for me, we belong together".
You know I'll take it and soak it up,
because thats my heart thinking for me again.
I'll keep listening to you to this,
it feels right for the moment.
Well fuck you for fucking me,
fucking my head.
I'm not an object of discretion,
fuck you.
You're going to be good for me when I want it,
not you.
You call the shots no longer,
I will not wait.
I've smartened up from the pathetic teenager I was,
You can't have me.
I'm too good for you,
you've gone sour.
This is how it will be:
You realize me for the queen I am,
and worship the love that I show.
I'm a valuable commodity,
a rare cut diamond.
Worship the ground I walk on,
and I will love enternal.
Do you not realize what you have in front of you?
fuck I get all crazy like when I type damn does anyone read my shit anymore???