Touch - More Machine Than Man

I go to touch you

But I feel your body slip away

Like there’s someone

Else you’re thinking of

Like there’s someone

That you wish I was…

With hardened eyes and violent cries

Your body begs me to provide

A stimulation you now crave

So masochistic and depraved

I will be your dominatrix

I will delve into your soul

I will be the one to break you

I’m the one to make you whole