The Fetishization of the Traditional Woman
Blonde hair, blue sundress
She's the perfect girl for your hunchback nest
You want her innocence
At a sacrifice, a dissonance
You crave her chastity
You've fetishized near everything
Your brain still fried from porn
And in this case it's because you're bored
Because porn has rot your fucking brain
You've fetishized near everything
You have no one else left to blame
But your use of the internet
Cut the cord
It's hindering your empathy
Your lack of love for anything
A mental fog why can't you see
That your mind is rewired and it all began porn
She's small looks so young
Do you want her heart, or just want to cum
She loves you all so well
But you don't see that the hunt's a thrill
She'll be hurt once again
From the one she'd trust, another man
Who claimed he'd break from sin
Then fell from lust by the internet
Because porn has rot your fucking brain
You've fetishized near everything
You have no one else left to blame
But your use of the internet
Cut the cord
It's hindering your empathy
Your lack of love for anything
A mental fog why can't you see
That your mind is rewired and it all began porn
Because porn has rot your fucking brain
Youve fetishized near everything
You have no one else left to blame
But your use of the internet
Cut the cord
It's hindering your empathy
Your lack of love for anything
A mental fog why can't you see
That your mind is rewired and it all began porn