Our Game - Aesthetic Perfection, Suicidal Romance

In the night we play this game

You’re on the ground feeling pain

I start to tease you with my pale white skin

I want to use you in the way i like

I am the mistress of the darkest night

And now we’re here it’s our time

Play this game with me

You are my mistress and i’m your slave

We play this game for eternity

You like to tease me with your naked feet

And make me beg for more