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My Cabin In The Woods

Fast asleep in the back of my van
I played with you just because I can

I undressed you as you were sleeping
I stared at the trophies I might be keeping

In this small log cabin in the wood
I have 6 attractive ladies in the nude

Five are dead there's one still alive
Not really sure if she will survive

It's all about them, they make their choices
I totally rely on my inner head voices

I drugged you just for fun
Don't make me use this gun

I know the duct tapes' is on too tight
It's in your struggling I delight

Now our love-in has begun
There is nowhere left to run

I've leather-strapped you to the table
To escape you're quite unable

All this screaming doesn't help
It gets me in the mood to skelp

I will employ more violence
If you don't retort with silence

I see you trembling in awe
I regret I broke your jaw

I know you think I am insane
I cut your legs off now we're the same

Loving me, your free to choose
If not, your life is what you'll lose

Love is torture, suffering and pain
Don't make me want to stab you again

My sexual advances though uninvited
Best not be unrequited

Whimpering stop or no is not the answer
I'm an old fashioned forceful romancer

I fully intend to make you mine
Dead or alive: You will be my valentine