Plaything

Cuz you're my plaything,

I'm your beloved.

I'll leave you hanging,

Suspended above the bed.

Oh darling, darling!

They don't understand why we do anything, anything.

You ask if it's alright,

I'll tell you it's alright.

Everything's alright

I know you just want to obey.

I love you so much,

I touch you so much,

Oh we don't know much,

We just know that we like to play.

Don't go, just wait

There's no shame in letting our minds run wild

With lust on our brains

Let our passions burn about like wildfire.

Youth Culture '88

We all know just what to say

I think we'll get along okay

You say a lot and mean it all but how does it make you look?

If I told you what I'm thinking,

I know you'd hate everything.

I like the things you think you think you think

Explain it all to me, but I still think what I think

Youth, selective tolerance.

If I told you what I'm thinking,

I know you'd hate everything.

Nevermind what's right or wrong here

Culturally, we're the same.

I Want To Burn

And so we meet,

Eyes open wide

Give in, receive,

I want to burn, douse me in flames.

Let's play a game

Of who hurts first

We'll writhe in pain,

I want to burn, douse me in flames.