His One True Goal
He doesn't know what he does to you.
He has no conscience. He has no clue.
To him, it's just a game.
You or the next woman, it's all the same.
It's as though he is fearful of ever genuinely feeling.
Because with sincere emotion, comes the consequence of dealing.
He wears a wall outside his soul.
To get in your pants,
His one true goal.
He has no conscience. He has no clue.
To him, it's just a game.
You or the next woman, it's all the same.
It's as though he is fearful of ever genuinely feeling.
Because with sincere emotion, comes the consequence of dealing.
He wears a wall outside his soul.
To get in your pants,
His one true goal.
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