JOCK PORN

The safety's off, be careful with the trigger
My body is a maze, an elegant figure for you
It's all that I can do, is overthink it
What is it to be masculine? What is it to be feminine? I don't know
What is it to like the bloody touch of the thorns?
Oh, I wonder if I could take it
Is that hypocritical? You're crawling onto my land
Does that make you a criminal? I kinda like it
Fuck, fuck, yeah

I kinda like your rough hands on it
I kinda like the way I dance on it
Oh, I'm thinking, thinking how my mama wouldn't like you
Thinking how my daddy might cry
If he knew what we were fucking into, baby (baby, baby)
It's kinda hard to me
'Cause you're my epicenter, my sense of gravity

So be my rocket, be my Sun, be my blatant kingdom come
Be my high-blooded hunk, I ain't a Marxist with my love
But if I take it, then maybe I am
I've been reading old books with my head in the sand
It's a matter of time, I've been losing my mind, I'm still watching jock porn

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Be my rocket, be my Sun, be my blatant kingdom come
Be my high-blooded hunk, I ain't a Marxist with my love
But if I take it, then maybe I am
I've been reading old books with my head in the sand
It's a matter of time, I've been losing my mind, I'm still watching