Come boy, you need some straddling,
some kissing, some fondling
oh, that sleeping beauty of a heart
come boy, it needs some waking
Allow my words into your arms
I bring gifts of chains and whips
If you will let me bind you right
I promise you phantasmagorical trips
Come boy, look me in the eye
you need to be reminded of love
not the sweet and gentle kind
but one that is unsparingly rough
For gentleness is your bane, boy
the opium to your brain, boy
come, let me remind you
of the taste of turmoil, boy
Come boy, let me strip you,
break you, rip you apart
until all you are left with
are dancing shoes and a naked heart
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