Caught up in my ecstacy

I need you

Sex, my ecstasy.

Don't love me,
just feel
deep inside of me.

You'll only lie
about how you fuck me
but I’m afraid
this is how I'll always be.

Because I am a girl
you’ve only dreamed of before,
every man’s dream,
an innocent whore.

Hiding thoughts
of darkness and my inner whore
in a futile attempt to fit in more.

What I dream is sex blood gore.

I've cried til I screamed and screamed til I cried.
I've been told I was loved but it was always a lie.

So hold me and help me
escape my way.
Fuck me, please,
all night or day.

My drug of choice is ecstasy.
I hate it, and Christ how I hate me.
But I need this pleasure-pain,
your attention,
even if I don't get your name.

Come on, I said bite me
and pull my hair too.
Fuck me harder, because I feel
right now and I want you to feel it too.

Fuck me.
Because
I have to be
caught up in my ecstasy.