[Witty]

I feel the touch, as my skin crawls; it's disgusting
The lusting stare throughout all of the thrusting
Adjusting my seat, so my customer feels at ease
And unzipping the jeans as I fall to my knees
The patron of filth for all the night's sleaze
I kiss and I lick, without meeting the eyes
Feeling the rise of demons that eat me inside
I don't do it cuz I like it, I do it for the rent
I do it for the dollar and I do it for the cent
No one's gonna save me, superman's a myth
In a world full of villains, only lex luthor can exist
My customer stares, lost in my tired eyes
Complete lack of emotion the cost of expired cries
A prisoner in plain view, frequent visitor of hell
My cell invisible, the land of pity where i dwell
Treat me like a doormat, wipe your dirty feet
Tread upon my spirit, leave me cryin' on the street
Show me I'm a dirty whore, treat me like it too
Choke my undeserving throat, beat me black n blue
Tell me that you hate me, make me gasp and weeze
You can scrape and maim me, just pay me as u leave
I'll cry as you drive away as grief makes me bezerk
I'm just a male hooker, on the street waiting for work.