You Can Be The Boss (Riren)

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Lizzy_The_Fangirl I really don't know what the song's about but I just write what comes to my fingers.

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You taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my
I love you but I don’t know why…

I met him last year. He was beautiful. "My name's Levi." He has whispered into my ear as I walked by. I shivered and turned back.


You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don’t let it stop


He's a wanted man. A killer. A psychopath who's known for  rape and murder. How'd I know? I just did. I had seen him somewhere before.

You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don’t let it stop

"Come with me." I didn't argue. I followed. He brought me to the bathroom and locked the door. His hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me and pushed me against the wall. Let's say...  I was hooked by then.

He had a cigarette with his number on it
He gave it over to me, “Do you want it?”
I knew it was wrong but I palmed it
I saved it, I waited, I called it

"um it's E-eren?" I rasped out. It had been a week since I saw him. "Oh?" A dark alluring voice purred from the other end.

The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips
The liquor on your lips makes you dangerous
I knew it was wrong, I’m beyond it
I tried to be strong but I lost it

"Oh daddy!" I moaned again and again, having had fallen into his trap. He must have had planned this. He had been my first. And he'd probably be my last...

You taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my…

He was an alcoholic. I didn't mind. As long as he didn't hit me. But I doubt I'd be able to stop him if he did...

You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don’t let it stop

He was my master. He used me. He pleased me. He worshiped me. I loved him. I still don't know why... I moved in a month later. He brought home many men and women. They didn't stay long. He kept the house clean. Clean of filth like them.

You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don’t let it stop

"Hey we're going out. Kay babe?" He said, not in a questioning way. We were going if I wanted to or not. I nodded, grabbing my shirt and following after like a lost puppy.

He has a white corvette like I want it
A fire in his eyes, know, I saw it
He’s bleeding from his brain and his wallet
He’s sick and he’s taken but honest

"I love you."

"I know." He purred, his hand moving down my legs to reach between them.

He was too far deep in his own insanity to care for my love. He was taken from me before I ever got him.

The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips
The liquor on his lips I just can’t resist
As close as I’ll get to the darkness
He tells me to, “Shut up, I got this

"Shut up!" He growled as he put the magazine in his gun. Some one had found out. Sirens. They were in the distance.

You taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my…

"L-levi!" I cried, slamming my lips to his before the officers pulled me away. The raven was in handcuffs, his eyes glazed over and his face covered in blood.

So many officers...

Dead.

You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don’t let it stop

"I want to see him."

You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don’t let it stop

"You know that isn't allowed Mister Jae-"

"It's Ackerman. Eren Ackerman."


I need you, I need you babe
Like I never needed anyone
You’re wrong but you’re so much fun

You say you treat 'em mean
To keep 'em keen
But you, you're not that nice

But you taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my…

The trial came. He was... Blank. He didn't seem to care. I was a witness. I didn't say a word. My eyes kept leaving my lap to stare at him, begging him to look at me. Please... I thought one last time before his offense was finalized.


You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don’t let it stop
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Bad to the bone, sick as a dog
You know that I like, like you a lot
Don’t let it stop

"Levi Riavelle Ackerman. You are tried as guilty."


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AN: *again doesn't even know*

Sorry if it didn't meet your expectations... I just wrote and this came out. I don't fight the flow.


(requests be nice)

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