As she dives right in,
she's consumed by it
What her thoughts and flesh may bring
Pleasures of touch - all her fantasies
She experiments with her sin
like before, she dives right in
As if to sink or swim
Oh, come right in
She's never questioned why
But now, as sin has gripped her tight
into a sleeper hold
And it won't let go
Can anyone hear her cries for help?
Get off of me!
She sleeps with her sin
in silence and a black bag













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