In the Way

It's not a job, it's a service
 And I get paid in satisfaction
 It's not desire, it's purpose
 Feeding off the chain reaction
 I take your calls in the bathroom
 So that no one can hear
 And wash your blood down the sink
 'Cause we don't keep souvenirs
 Don't say you can take it
 Don't think I won't break it
 Don't try to hide your shaking
 Don't you know I know you're faking?
 Here it goes
 Aspiration holds
 Obturate, unfold
 Inclination codes
 Here it goes
 Don't look so scared
 (This is a gift)
 Don't look so bereft
 (That's what you said)
 Here it goes
 Here it goes
 Watching, waiting in that fashion
 There's no place here for compassion
 Aching for that interaction
 Negative spacе, neutral passion
 How could you know this would happen?
 Blood for blood in the transaction
 Prеdilection for abstraction
 Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood extraction
 Bought tickets for the attraction
 Tallying up your infractions
 Drip a drop, here, it's your ration
 Expiration, final caption
 Here it goes