The Silo

I live to please, and that's the notion
 But I'm pressed for time—let's make it gold
 I'm too good to cut outside—to transform
 Exhale with pleasure and let it drop
 
 You'll lie to me, but I won't know
 Until she keeps you under thumb
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 Hold on while I confess in the corner of names and shame
 Was it wrong or right? We just can't tell
 I live to please—to serve
 Some call it Hell, but that's the sell, yeah
 So it rains and pours, and we all get doused
 You'll lie to me, but I won't know
 Until she keeps you under thumb
 In the back of the cabinet, you'll find it's home
 When she keeps you under thumb
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 O' I did what I done, and I can't undone,
 So you got what you got
 Don't you want me?
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 You'll lie to me, but I won't know
 Until she keeps you under thumb
 In the back of the cabinet, you'll find it's home
 When she keeps you under thumb