A Shell of Pleasure

A shell used by a man for pleasure

Tucked away in a large, country parking lot

Tucked away in a cold, country parking lot

Where it goes from a great night to bullshit

Where it goes from a great night to shit

Because I've been taught and manipulated

Because of being manipulated

My chest always heaves and my hands shake

My chest starts to heave and my hands shake

But I trained myself to just go with it

I've trained myself to just go along

No matter how much I didn't want it.

No matter how much I didn't want it

I was a shell used by a man for pleasure