stockholm syndrome

grab my hair, tie me up
bend me over like a slut

call me whore, call me names
make me feel your brand of pain

rip my shirt, make it hurt
shove my face into the dirt

bruise me, abuse me,
you go ahead and use me

just promise me you’ll never leave

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