Grindfeld - The Contest

A fucking hostage, chained to the floor.

Hours, days, months,years. Keep it clean, strip nude.

It happened, she caught me at my weakest, I was alone.

Temptation over takes as I treat my body like an amusement park.
Dreams of pleasure, Screams in horror.

Save her or save myself.
I zipped up.
Break your back and sense of pride.
I’m sick as fuck.

Why?
Because it’s there.
Why?

Vow of celibacy. A friendly wager. I know I’m better than you.

You’ll be out before we get the check.

Honor the code. Sick in the head. You need help.

Virgin temptation.

Enemy across the way who caved. Easiest money In my whole life.

Weakling.

Temptation erodes. Be careful she’ll get you next. I’ve got nothing better to do at 3pm than think about sex.

Temptation abound. He’s practically royalty.
It’s the wait that kills me.

I can only take so much.

Sleepless nights. Desire consuming.
Driven insane by a stu-pid game.
Honor the code, Master-of- my- domain.

The queen is dead.

You’re sick, perverted I don’t want to hear another word horrible people.
Get the fuck out of my life, how the hell do you sleep at night.

How the hell do you sleep at night.