Party of Three

Let me tell you a story where
They claimed my energy was yours
But my roster is only 2
And you're the knob on a door

Where everyone gets a turn
And everyone is hands on
In your private S T D sex cult
Where entities are your bond

Your bond is no longer your word
Its the energetic puppeteer cord
From sharing your portals
Like dirty vampire sucking whores

It is what it is
Til it isnt no more
There'll be a public register list
Of people with AIDS posted on door

So you cant infect others
So you cant spread your disease
So you cant steal people's  innocence
Doing evil with ease

Like the registered offenders
Now the registered diseased
IAM so grateful, IAM celibit
And yall couldnt touch me

So now your headcount in  bed
Is You, your shadow & the entity
You finally fulfilled that wish
Of a party of three! 

It is what it is
Til it isnt no more
There'll be a public register list
Of people with AIDS posted on door

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