This is my last chance to ask, for permission This condition can't be fixed, with a prescription And don't you love the way it stings, humiliation And don't you know control requires, my submission So, now your just in time to throw out my automatic world Takes, non-believers and turns tables around. So, now the walls you built I'll take, down, your automatic world Makes running easy and turns tables around. This is your last chance to make, a confession I'll wear you around my neck, my possession Oh how I love the way you taste, my obsession And don't you know control requires, no exception So, now your just in time to throw out my automatic world Takes, non-believers and turns tables around. So, now the walls you built I'll take, down, your automatic world Makes running easy and turns tables around. So, now your just in time to throw out my automatic world Takes, non-believers and turns tables around. So, now the walls you built I'll take, down, your automatic world Makes running easy and turns tables around. When your *** ready I'll let myself confess, the more you push it down, the more you make a *** mess. And it's *** ugly But I just can't resist, the more you push it down, the more you make a *** mess. So, now your just in time to throw out my automatic world Takes, non-believers and turns tables around. So, now the walls you built I'll take, down, your automatic world Makes running easy and turns tables around. So, now your just in time to throw out my automatic world Takes, non-believers and turns tables around. So, now the walls you built I'll take, down, your automatic world Makes running easy and turns tables around.
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