Grindhouse

Grind me up and make your bread

It's your house, and I'm a bad guest

There's no honor among people like me

We learned it from you and the way you be

Turn me into salt, that's what I really want

Call me out, baby, you can have it all

That's the stuff we love, and we can't get enough

Fuck a safe word, give it to me extra rough

In the grindhouse

In the grindhouse

In the grindhouse

In the grind—

I'm always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

'Cause I'm always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

Put me in my place, cut me down to size

Say it to my face while it's in between your thighs

That's the stuff we love, and we can't get enough

Strip me down to nothing and grind me into dust, dust, dust

In the grindhouse

In the grindhouse

Always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

'Cause I'm always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

You've got me on my knees, looking messy

Just a morsel, please, I'm begging

"A gimp has got to eat," is all I'm saying

If I gotta eat shit, I'm ready

Want your teeth knocked loose? That's the attitude

Suckerpunch in the gut till you puke up blood

That's the stuff we love, and we can't get enough

Watch me lick it up like a good little sub

In the grindhouse

In the grindhouse

In-in-in-in the grindhouse

In the grindhouse

Always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

'Cause I'm always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

Always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine

'Cause I'm always on, I'm always on my grind

When I'm in your house, and now your house is mine