He's raping my innocense
by making me love him.
With his allusive eyes
that shine as bright as a gem.

He's got me on hands and knees
I'm working for him,
But he's got my mind so sprung,
I'm speakin' for him.

Our love is like a ride
to this magic castle.
Every time we hit a bump,
I feel it in every vessel.

The sharp turns
cause me pain,
And I've got no hood on my head
to protect me from the rain.

There's a chance our cart won't make it,
there's a chance it'll fall off.
There's a chance our love won't make it,
there's a chance it'll get lost.

But I wanna ride until
you're ready to get off,
Or maybe our cart might
just come to a stop.

And maybe we'll get lucky
and get over this hassel,
So we can pull up
to my secret castle.
 
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