| House of Shame
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| Come on back to the House of Shame
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| Blood’s burning to play my game now
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| Racks are roasting, bitches are boasting
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| With your blood they are toasting
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| Humiliations your dream
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| I’ll make you laugh and scream
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| Your body’s itching for a switching
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| In my torture kitchen
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| Pain!
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| You can’t take that another day
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| But you ain’t leaving. |
| You’re here to stay
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| Precious moments without the pain
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| Breeds only longing in my brain
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| You will — I need — It’s your fucking time to bleed
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| You will obey everything I say
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| You will remain while I’m dishing out your pain
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| Your will is to blame in the House of Shame
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| Stay!
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| In a world with no anatomy
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| Branded slave, racked and hanging
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| Only function is pissing and banging
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| Forced entry breeds with a heart full of self confidence
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| But who’s to blame for your desire
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| Problem parents or porno flicks?
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| You will — I need — It’s your fucking time to bleed
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| You will obey everything I say
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| You will remain while I’m dishing out you pain
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| You will is to blame in the House of Shame
|
| Pain!
|
| You can’t take this another day
|
| But you ain’t leaving. |
| You’re here to stay
|
| Precious moments without the pain
|
| Breeds only longing in my brain
|
| In the House of Shame
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| In the House of Shame
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| In the House of Shame
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| In the House of
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| (…pissing and banging
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| …heart full of self confidence
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| You will — I need — It’s your fucking time to bleed
|
| You will obey everything I say
|
| You will remain while I’m dishing out you pain
|
| You will is to blame in the House of Shame
|
| Pain!
|
| You can’t take that another day
|
| But you ain’t leaving. |
| You’re here to stay
|
| Precious moments without the pain
|
| Breeds only longing in my brain
|
| In the House of Shame
|
| In the House of Shame
|
| In the House of Shame
|
| In the House of
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| Come on back to the House of Shame
|
| Your blood’s burning to play our game now
|
| Racks are roasting, Bitches are boasting
|
| With your blood they’re toasting
|
| Humiliations your dream
|
| I’ll make you laugh and scream
|
| Your body’s itching for a switching
|
| In my torture kitchen |