This pleasure breeds insanity
It is my only plea
To it in sorrow and in joy I flee
It is my saving grace, my destiny
Before it's will I bow on bended knee
Loosing all sense of self and reality
This is where I belong, where I should be
Within this place to anything I will agree
Swimming in pleasures, drowning in it's sea
Getting lost within the lust of the debris
The storm that raged here set my passions free
There's no looking back, caught up in the jubilee
The scent of lust fills the air like sweet potpourri
I scream in sweetest ecstasy
Like a lust filled banshee
The world outside of us ceases to be
Bliss becomes the one constant guarantee
This is the only place I am free to be me
I drown in this place as its devotee
You know the truth now don't you see
This pleasure breeds insanity
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