Pain Songtext
von The Game
Pain Songtext
Use me as I use you, pull my strings
My money says that you will, that′s what I pay you for
Got me served on a plate, do what you want
Show me that you care, you're the one in control
The harder you pull my strings, the harder I get
Just a question of time before I lose my mind
It′s the game that you play with my head and I can't get enough
Triple sex, almost death, twisted love, the game I cannot bluff
It's the game that you play with my head and I won′t get enough
Can′t walk away, got to play it all the way
Tight up in this game, this game that I can't quit
Pleasure I get in pain, the pain will keep me sane
Feed my twisted mind, touch my skin with your razor blade
Strip me down to the bone, I do anything
The harder you pull my strings, the harder I get
Just a question of time before I lose my mind
The harder you tighten the rope, the harder I get
A slave to my burning desire, a taste of death
It′s the game that you play with my head and I can't get enough
Triple sex, almost death, twisted love, the game I cannot bluff
It′s the game that you play with my head and I won't get enough
Can′t walk away, got to play it all the way
My money says that you will, that′s what I pay you for
Got me served on a plate, do what you want
Show me that you care, you're the one in control
The harder you pull my strings, the harder I get
Just a question of time before I lose my mind
It′s the game that you play with my head and I can't get enough
Triple sex, almost death, twisted love, the game I cannot bluff
It's the game that you play with my head and I won′t get enough
Can′t walk away, got to play it all the way
Tight up in this game, this game that I can't quit
Pleasure I get in pain, the pain will keep me sane
Feed my twisted mind, touch my skin with your razor blade
Strip me down to the bone, I do anything
The harder you pull my strings, the harder I get
Just a question of time before I lose my mind
The harder you tighten the rope, the harder I get
A slave to my burning desire, a taste of death
It′s the game that you play with my head and I can't get enough
Triple sex, almost death, twisted love, the game I cannot bluff
It′s the game that you play with my head and I won't get enough
Can′t walk away, got to play it all the way
Writer(s): Peter Alf Taegtgren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com