they fooled her into thinking
it was going to be so nice
a pleasure to satisfy
but lured into the fantasy by her weakness,
they entrapped her with their secrets

just to do as they pleased,
right from the start
the shallow water is getting deeper
as you sink into the mud,
and God only knows what else
is in there

are you sinking?

they throw upon you
in brash confusion~
what am i touching here?
a dream, a nightmare
or another perverted world
acting in my mind,
and God only knows what's in there

the dream that wakes the question~
is life pain or pleasure?
is my sex all you ever wanted?
and if it is, should i care?
should i get caught up?
should i wait till i'm alone to cry?

maybe she wanted to believe
what they said~
it's he~
it's she~
it's all of them~

it's just the same to me

trapped here by the admonishment,
to be trapped by my weakness
and made the slave unwilling, partner,
but we didn't really want the same, did we?

thought maybe before this time,
it may be for just this time

and now she knows~she drank the water
with dirt and mixed-up brew,
and she came out alive when she came,
she
~UNDERSTOOD~
"we must come to survive in this dream"

when you finally see what's real~
the pain in the pleasure she feels