In Bondage from Fault Lines¹ by IAMX

I wanna mold you
Crush your self-defeat
Work back to your
Pure identity

I may offend you
Make you wetter with the resentment, oh
You’ll cum and you’ll cry
Every lie is a sign of commitment

The euphoric taste of your tears
Swallow it darling, we can take this to the end

Locked in bondage
Dark hearts of bliss
We will never feel anything close to this

Locked in bondage
Dark hearts of bliss
There will never be anything close to this

Weather the doom loop
Crudity will soften the feeling
No psychotherapy
Will ever relieve the hunted needing

Bow to the X Id
It will always smell the cracks within you
All ornament is crime
Taking the flesh is the only virtue

We’ll keep emotional distance
Apathy, baby, is the perfect self-defense

Nothing changes but my blood flow

Locked in bondage
In the dark arts

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