Strung Out - Ultimate Devotion lyrics

To some it's a fever to her it's just right

I can't hold her and it's bringing me down

Her blood runs hot but her heart beats cold

She's a Devil with an angle's face I've been told

I think I'll press my luck next time you're around

I'd walk through fire for you

I'd burn in hell to make it all true

I never loved anyone else in this world but you

Is that the reason why I try to prove to you I'm not the other guy?

I don't give a damn what other people think!

A flare for the strange and a temper like a whip

A soft-hand clutched riding crop grip

Smell of latex rubber drives me insane

Beat him once then send him on his way

There's no room in your life for anyone to stay

Engrave your moniker in the wells of pain!

There's nothing I wouldn't do to prove

To make these words I promised true

I'd rather live my life alone than without you

You know I'd rather die, then won't fuck this up

Wouldn't get another try

Got one chance

There's nothing I wouldn't do

You'll be my master I'll be your servant

On my knees I beg to be abused

You can take the skin right off my back

With a riding crop or a leather strap

I'd take it all... Just to be with you!

I'd walk through fire for you

I'd burn in hell to make it all true

I never loved anyone else in this world but you

Is that the reason why I try to prove to you I'm not the other guy