Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye

It's not the walls
It's not this town
You're just to high to see the point
You think your name is pass the joint

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I see your fantasy... you want to make it a reality

Are you in the mood to be subdued

You see these shackles
Baby I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave

Tie me to the bedpost

I like it rough
cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all