Blowjob From Tamara "Soylent Me" (2016)

Produced by Randy Prozac

 

Soylent Me

i'm your psychological prophylactic
fill me up with your radioactive
magnetized and hypnotized
synthesized and super-sized

i'm your well-adjusted frozen pizza
make me numb with your anesthesia
undo my buttons, i'm ready for extraction
put me deep inside, until the chain reaction

i'm your product, open my container
sink your teeth through my every layer
melt me in your mouth, lick me off your lips
feel the rest of me dripping down your hips

lick my skin, taste my taste
digest me, i'm your nutrient paste
fizzling bile, circling around your hole
rinse me off in your finger bowl

eat me up, stuff me down
drain my fluids until you drown
writhe in heat, impulsively
swallow it all, soylent me

i'm the sparkle in your plastic wrap
i'm the french fry that slipped through your crack
punch your straw through my hole
suction me out, devour me whole

feel me biting you, making you scream
you're my puddle of melted ice cream
give me it all, lick your plate
grind you up as i masticate

lick my skin, taste my taste
digest me, i'm your nutrient paste
fizzling bile, circling around your hole
rinse me off in your finger bowl

eat me up, stuff me down
drain my fluids until you drown
writhe in heat, impulsively
swallow it all, soylent me

licking your skin, tasting your taste
absorbing your all, as we interlace
feel me filling your empty hole
your pupils dilate as you lose control

bite my lip, taste my blood
feel your body start to flood
tear my flesh, eat my brain
make me wear your blood stain

feeding on you, feeding on me
soylent you, soylent me

feeding on you, feeding on me
soylent you and soylent me

 

Destroyed By Social Apps

look in my eyes, see the sightless scene
i'm the unknown number on your collar ID
i'm the product of a trillion mouse clicks
just a corrupted memory stick

i'm having fun, like on tv
it doesn't matter if it wasn't me
i'm undergoing social mummification
and psychological amputation

i'm removing me from the equation
through the process of self-elimination
my reality show needs cancellation
it's a result of computerization

delete the lists of all the things i liked
and purge the logs of all the words that i typed
i can give you a thousand reasons
why i don't want to look under the deletions