Mistress [Piano Version]
the light color in the roo
the sunshine seeping i
doesn't mix with the black o
death's angel looming i
i've had enough of th
brutal beatings and name calling
to lose me to this be
bruised internall
eternall
your praise little gifts you spent your mone
and stuffed me wit
didn't amount to anythin
the attention i need is much more seriou
a kind of weight you couldn't lif
even if your cheap caree
depended on i
i need someone much mor
mysteriou
to be my mis
to be my mistress