The Art Of Breaking

When I've got you,
in my grip,
with my hands around your neck,

Don't worry,
I've perfected the art of breaking.

I'll hold you away
from the world,
keeping you as my possession.

Keep watching,
I've perfected the art of breaking.

Yes you'll fight
for your life,
and for your freedom.

Do believe,
I've perfected the art of breaking.

You'll submit to me,
end up begging
for everything I can give.

Tell me now,
Do you think I've perfected the art of breaking?

Or does it need a little work?