Mistress

Lyrics

the light color in the room
 the sunshine seeping in
 doesn't mix with the black of
 death's angel looming in
 i've had enough of the
 brutal beatings and name callings
 to lose me to this bed
 bruised internally
 eternally
 your praise little gifts you spent your money
 and stuffed me with
 didn't amount to anything
 the attention i need is much more serious
 a kind of weight you couldn't lift
 even if your cheap career
 depended on it
 i need someone much more
 mysterious
 to be my miss
 to be my mistress
 

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Song Details

Duration
05:38
Key
10
Tempo
79 BPM

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