The Whip Every Time I Die

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Under the shadow of the whip
We bask in the filth, its bliss
Under the shadow of the whip
Lovers, they get to be fighters
And fighters they get to be lovers
Under the shadow of the whip
We bask in the filth, its bliss
Under the shadow of the whip
Takers pretend to be givers
And givers pretend to be takers

Never want, never want
Everything is yours

We'rе gluttons for punishment, gluttons for punishment
Letting who wе are be known
Show yourself to see yourself
How much madness will you learn to accept now?

Guilt is just a way to cope
Guilt is just a way to cope
A power struggle where all that's lost is one

We're gluttons for punishment, gluttons for punishment
Letting who we are be known
Show yourself to see yourself
How much madness will you learn to accept now?