Stab me, like there’s no tomorrow
I can handle the pain.
You cut me with your shitty words
But I can always lick my wounds.
You shoot with dagger looks
But I have my bullet-proof.
If life was pain and it was you,
I’ll gladly embrace it.
I was the masochist in your sadist state,
You the Master and I like the Slave.
I chose you when you chose me,
I love you more when you hurt me.
I was a living dead before,
Then you came and awakened my soul.