Painiac by Pig
Why don't you do what I want you to do?
Why don't you see me the way that I see you?
Why don't you say what I want you to say?
Why don't you hurt me in that special way?
Come on and be my God
Come on and by my gun
One is for killing
One is for fun
Too sad to walk away
It's too sad to say
Why don't you soak me in the stain of your twisted mind?
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