[Intro – whispered, layered] (yes...) (again...) I live for the sound of your command. [Verse 1] Chain me down in your shadow’s glow, Taste the fear that I let show. Every breath, a knife on skin, Every word pulls me deeper in. Lick the truth from the lies I make, Every sin for your hands to take. You own the ruin, you own the flame, You whisper my hurt like it’s my name. [Pre-Chorus] Every scar, a vow I keep, Every scream, your soul to reap. You break me slow, I beg for more, That’s what this broken heart is for. [Chorus – heavy, layered with backing vocals] I am your whore (your perfect sin), I am your toy (let the pain begin). I am nothing more than a good boy (good boy). Bite my tongue, make me say your name, Twist my faith in your holy flame. (Yeah, I love the burn, I love the chain —) I’m your dog, your goddamn shame. (Your good boy… your good boy…) [Verse 2] Drip of sweat, the velvet choke, Every touch another joke. Your mercy’s gone, your will remains, I find my truth inside your chains. Silver tongue, a serpent’s grace, You wear your sin upon your face. Bleed me clean, I’ll thank you sweet, For every scar beneath your feet. [Pre-Chorus 2] Every breath, a hymn to pain, Every heartbeat sings your name. Pull me down, I’ll kiss the floor, You made me less, and I want more. [Chorus – extended, anthemic with growls and echoes] I am your whore (say it louder), I am your toy (cry it harder). I am nothing more than a good boy (good boy, good boy). Break my pride, I’ll let it die, Spit your truth right in my eye. (Yeah, I love the way you lie —) I’m your sin, your filthy high. (Say it — say it — say it again.) I’m your good boy, your poisoned joy. Your plaything, your pride destroyed. [Bridge – whispered / spoken, distorted voice FX] You want control? You already own me. You want pain? It’s the only way I feel holy. You want love? Then carve it deep. (I’ll bleed devotion while you sleep.) [Breakdown – instrumental growl section, backing screams] (good boy... good boy...) (you like that? you like that?) (yes, master... yes...) [Final Chorus – all-in, screamed and sung layers] I am your whore (your masterpiece), I am your toy (your sweet disease). I am nothing more than a good boy (good boy, say it — good boy!). Bite my soul, I’ll beg for more, Crawl through hell to find your door. (Yeah, I live to be destroyed —) I’m your sin, your hollow void. [Outro – whispered, fading over distortion] (You break me...) (You made me...) …your good boy.
