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Move his way, nice and slow |
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Paint it all black, let the humorous glow |
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He feels like sacher-masoch and the fire below |
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Is licking at his lips |
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Cracks the whip |
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Come on, crack |
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Crack the whip |
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Swallowing flames, sinking in the snow |
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He enjoys feeling pain, he enjoys peeling slow |
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Lagartija Nick, it's no dumb show |
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Your names on his whip |
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Crack the whip |
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Come on, crack |
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A code of play, a nocturn rite |
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In the cruel garden of dark delights |
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Sixteen cages crawl in line |
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Desire is a heady wine |
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Come on, crack |
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Crack |
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All in pain, it's no dumb show |
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Fire below |
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Is licking at his lips |
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Swallowing flame, crack |
