Cause I f*cked myself in a foreign life and I thought I was through with this
But it honestly felt good so maybe I'm a masochist
It's 7am, waking up with no regrets
Cause I did what I said last night
Group chat with my trauma and my misery
We love falling for the wrong guys
My ego's made of glass
And I might just stab my own back
Cause I've f*cked myself before and I thought I was through with this
But it honestly felt good so maybe I'm a masochist
I like karma, come my way
Humiliation's like my fix
I f*cked myself before, now I'm for sure a masochist
I always give myself what I think I deserve even though sometimes it really hurts
Ouch
My straightjacket's balmain
Leather straps and diamonds even got my name engraved
Yeah, you think you've shown me pain
Well jokes on you that's pleasure
When you're a little bit insane
Baby, sex is that much better
Have me screaming so loud I might need a compressor
Make me say your name, baby, make me feel lesser
Spit in my face, baby, choke me, drag me
F*ck me so good that you unalive live me
Then go ahead and revive me
My ego's made of glass
And I might just stab my own back
Cause I've f*cked myself before and I thought I was through with this
But it honestly felt good so maybe I'm a masochist
I like karma, come my way humiliation's like my fix
I f*cked myself before, now I'm for sure a masochist
Looking in the dirty mirror, never been clearer
I thought that I was through with this
But now I'm just a masochist
The dirty mirror, never been clearer
I thought that I was through with this
But now I'm just a masochist