Iluso

It was a gray Thursday, it rained
Ask for a refund, he said
In the lobby of a cheap, hotel
Here to rent your skin, for a bit
With the hubbub of duty, completed

Acrobatics of pleasure, pretended
An orgasm for rent, with noises
Puts his mouth on lipstick, scarce
Scratching the cobblestone, his steps
Do you have anything for the nos? Question

Could my handkerchief be useful?
Disguised my hook as naivety
Something to not sleep, idiot
If you give you could ask for, my clothes
Where do I find snow for sleepiness now

I think 100 could adjust, you dare
My apartment is across, the corner
I'm alone like you, tart
I invite you to stream the light, tomorrow
I don't want you to mess up the bed

It's not what you do with your mouth my broken doll what I solicit
You can leave your clothes my broken doll, I don't need it
It's not wetting the fever, digging into your waist, what I am looking for
It's a little bit of tenderness to see if it'll cure what is happening
She said yes without smiling, walk

Tell me if sex without pleasure, turns you on?
Only if the client is a woman, you understand?
Disguising the argument is clear
Don't you think it seems odd
Everyone their own tastes and passions, I said

Could I hold your hand?
Give me 100 to start and we'll talk
I looked in my pant, and nothing
I went under the mattress, and it was
I gave the like who buys a pair of wings

It's not what you do with your mouth my broken doll what I solicit
You can leave your clothes my broken doll, I don't need it
It's not wetting the fever, digging into your waist, what I am looking for
It's a little bit of tenderness to see if it'll cure what is happening
I look at the bureau without smiling, moment

If your ex is the one from the bureau there's no deal
With your hand signal the portrait
You know him I asked? Confused
It was me who left you, delusional!