Tease Torture Kill

It’s dark in here.
I smell of fear.
My eyes are open wide.
The trapdoor’s sealed.
No light revealed.
There’s something down here died.

I might be next.

My throat is dried sore.
I can’t scream anymore
And my guts are wasting away.
Apart from that
I’m fine, in fact,
I’d come here any day.

Suddenly I’m fed and watered,
Raped and hung and drawn and quartered.
Every form of tease and torture
You ever thought your sons and daughters
Could stand.

The living room’s free.
Think I’ll go watch TV.
My eyes are glued to the glare.
The picture’s dark;
The show my ark
From his demanding stare.

‘How life’s complex.’

My clothes are creased.
I can’t call the police
‘Cause the phone’s been taken away.
Apart from that,
I’m fine, in fact,
I’ll come back here to play.

Suddenly his temper flares.
I’m told to strip and lie right there
For every form of tease and torture
You ever thought your sons and daughters
Could bear.

Enough about me.
I’m still thoughtless you see.
How’s yourself, the dog, mom and dad?
Don't get upset 'cause there's more to come yet,
But by now the pain ain't so bad.

Is it heroin chic?
Am I skinny and weak?
Are my lips too chapped to pray?

Enough of that.
I'm fine in fact
I think for now I'll stay.

Promise me that you'll behave.
I'm happy here, I'm only slave
To every form of tease and torture
You never thought your son would want to endure.