Pleasure and Pain
Intoxicating smell
I breathe you in
The smell of sweet torture
You intoxicate me
And I get high on exhilaration from you.
Dangerous games
We play Russian roulette with my heart
You take aim and fire
Each blank is a rush of fear and adrenaline
With an underlying tinge of pain.
Painful pleasure
You find new ways to break me
Then you build me back up again
I know the pain is almost unbearable
But I keep coming back for the high of the pleasure.
Bad addiction
Almost every part of me knows you're no good
A bad drug pulsing through my system
And I can't give you up
Because I'm addicted to your type of pain.
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