You forgot to take your Risperdal
Sucking me into your twisted fantasy
About being tied, gagged and hung from a wall.
What’s good for the goose
Is good for the gander
I’m an accomplice
In your diseased mind
We share something unusual
I want to leave scars
Of where I have been
One for every day
To mark the commission of a sin.
They say Japanese rope
Is the best
It feels good
When I cinch it around your throat
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