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The need for a bigger trigger
When every conceivable fetish has been entertained
What is left to satisfy?
When every want
Has been had
Where do we find the next fad?
When every way to pop your cork has been done
What is left to do for fun?
If every depravity has been tried
Does it mean our fun has died?
We gorge on porn in copious amounts
And press our dopamine button till we lose count
It’s just a want
It’s just a need
Just a desire to blow out the seed
And feed our chemical greed
We all do it
Day in and day out
Press, push, pull, yank and shout
Got to get that release out
All natural to feverishly masturbate
The carpal tunnel way to placate
Your carnal lust is first rate
But like everything else
You eventually need more
To be that self-satisfying whore
The naughty that made you shiver and shake
No longer gets the cream on that cake
So, you dive deeper into the well
To find new debauchery to be had
To raise the bar on your self-pleasure
Take it all in for good measure
Dopamine is such a treasure
So, the cycle continues
Press, push, pull, yank and shout
Got to get that release out
Get my ooo la la no doubt
Rub a dub dub the little nub in the tub
Prime the piston and listen
These things need to be done
In the name of fun
It’s what makes the heart run
And the brain drain the stress of life
It’s why you have a husband
And why they need a wife
Each pushing each other’s O switch
Press play on that porn
I gotta freak that needs an itch
Get to the naughty
To get haughty
I need that no harm charm
To get on the farm
And be the animal I wanna be
Set my nether on fire
And relish wrecked desire
Used, abused, tingly and worn
Exactly the reason I was born
Needed, harmful, useless, wonderful porn
Copyright ©
Eric Nolan
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