She's got control of you,
Controlling the pain of you, And you love it
With the palm of her hand
Yeah she's got control of you, And you need it
She comes in red with a Lenin dress Who knew?
The door opens up
And lets some light in
Someone calls, and takes the blindfold off
You are home,To see a woman standing
Someone holds to knock you out Who knew?
A heavy beating,
The pounding of your heart And you scream out
Something black answers backFrom the dungeon,
And you smile
The curtain surrounds you,
You begin to forget
The hammer cracks
The iron core of your mind
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