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She woke the dead, her passion painted in red
Yeah, she taught us how to scream
With eyes sewn shut and salt in our cuts
Our bodies made to bleed

Her wrists are tied, a blade of fortune insane
And she's so very grateful

Bring out the pain, will she oblige?
That willing hand, lay your body down
Bring out the pain, will you survive?
That willing hand, lay your body down

You gotta live in a world so strange
I wanna live in a world so very fucking strange

My lady dominate
Show the world how to love that shame
And teach us all to feel
With a whip so sharp, tear us apart
And a subject of sorrow and fear

Her wrists are tied, a blade of fortune insane
And she's so very grateful

Bring out the pain, will she oblige?
That willing hand, lay your body down
Bring out the pain, will you survive?
That willing hand, lay your body down

Bring out the pain, will she oblige?
That willing hand, lay your body down
Bring out the pain, will you survive?
That willing hand, lay your body down

You gotta live in a world so strange
I wanna live in a world so very fucking strange

I wanna live in a world so strange
I wanna live in a world so strange
I wanna live in a world so strange

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