The_Viator

My aunt passed away... I am extremely upset at the noment

CoffeeAddictedIdiot

There's a new game
          We like to play you see
          A game with added reality
          You treat me like a dog
          Get me down on my knees
          
          We call it master and servant
          We call it master and servant
          
          It's a lot like life
          This play between the sheets
          With you on top and me underneath
          Forget all about equality
          
          Let's play master and servant
          Let's play master and servant
          
          It's a lot like life
          And that's what's appealing
          If you despise that throwaway feeling
          From disposable fun
          Then this is the one
          
          Domination's the name of the game
          In bed or in life
          They're both just the same
          Except in one you're fulfilled
          At the end of the day
          
          Let's play master and servant
          Let's play master and servant
          
          Let's play master and servant
          Come on master and servant

CoffeeAddictedIdiot

Some nights I thirst for real blood
          For real knives
          For real cries
          And then the flash of steel from real guns
          In real life
          Really fills my mind
          And I really miss what really did exist
          When I held your throat so tight
          And I miss the bus as it swerved from us
          Almost came crashing to its side
          Sometimes the blood from real cuts
          Feels real nice
          When it's really mine
          And if you want it to be real
          Come over for one night
          And we can really, really climb
          And those blue bridge lights might really burn most bright
          As we watch that dark lake rise
          And if you really want to see what really matters most to me
          Just take a real short drive
          It's just a drive into the dark stretch
          Long stretch of night
          Will really stretch this shaking mind
          And this room, unlit, unheated
          And the ceiling striped
          And the dark black blinds
          I want to know this time if you're really finally mine
          I need to know that you're not lying so I want to see you tried
          And I don't want to hear you say it shouldn't really be this way
          Cause I like this way just fine
          Cause there's nothing quite like the blinding light
          That curtains cast aside
          And no attempt is made to explain away
          The things that really, really, really, really, really are behind
          You can't hide
          You can't hide
          You can't hide
          You can't hide
          You can't hide
          You can't hide

CoffeeAddictedIdiot

Clean
          The cleanest I've been
          An end to the tears
          And the in-between years
          And the troubles I've seen
          
          Now that I'm clean
          You know what I mean
          I've broken my fall
          Put an end to it all
          I've changed my routine
          Now I'm clean
          
          I don't understand
          What destiny's planned
          I'm starting to grasp
          What is in my own hands
          I don't claim to know
          Where my holiness goes
          I just know that I like
          What is starting to show
          
          Sometimes
          
          As years go by
          All the feelings inside
          Twist and they turn
          As they ride with the tide
          I don't advise
          And I don't criticise
          I just know what I like
          With my own eyes
          
          Sometimes
          
          Sometimes

CoffeeAddictedIdiot

Radio, live transmission.
          Radio, live transmission.
          
          Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
          Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
          We would have a fine time living in the night,
          Left to blind destruction,
          Waiting for our sight.
          
          And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
          And hide from these days we remained all alone.
          Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
          Touching from a distance,
          Further all the time.
          
          Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
          Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio...
          
          Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
          The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
          No language, just sound, that's all we need know,
          To synchronise love to the beat of the show.
          
          And we could dance.
          
          Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
          Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio...