All I see
somehow it always seems that
I’m dreaming of something
I could never be.
Doesn’t matter to me
‘cos I will always be
that pimp that I see in all of my fantasies.
I don’t know your fucking name.
So what let’s…
Screaming at me the only way
that I can truly be free
>from my fucked up reality.
So I dream and stroke it harder
‘cos it’s so fun
to see my face staring back at me.
I don’t know your fucking name.
So what let’s fuck.
All day I dream about sex.
All day I dream about fucking.
All day I dream about fucking.
All day I dream about sex, yes,
All day I dream about sex and,
All day I dream about sex, yes,
All day I dream about sex.
All day I dream about sex.
All day I dream about fucking.