Born a cop in uniform in black vinyl gloves
I don’t hate you for your steel-toed boots
Or your handcuffs
You are the way you always were
You like your cruel games
But I am not so quick to break
I count my gain in blood & pain

I like it when it hurts like hell
There’s nothing you can do to me
I wouldn’t do to myself
I’ll be bound to you in leather and chains
I’ll be your sister your young bride
Your angel your slave

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