The Will To Please by Knut
Kissing their feet
you're willing to please
pay time ends the game
a new sky to grace
embrace
embracing your fate
you're willing to please
heart down your throat into the rat race
embrace
embracing your fate
new friends to please
rub your master's head
he'll peel your skin off
living scorched dream
light kiss on the trigger
sweat taste is all that's left
rat race you low scum rat face
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