Ruoska (feat. Erika Vikman)

Why do you mistreat my life
Even though I gave you everything I had
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites (wrapper)

I'm sitting at the gas station feeling beaten up
The morning coffee doesn't taste, the bun doesn't taste
Once again pushed down, facing it head-on
Baby hey, I'm ready, bring it on
Rocky forest paths have scratched my bike
And knees worn out pedaling miles on the meter
No superficial scratches are a hindrance to the evening
When setbacks have already sculpted me like a sculptor
(And let's go to Vikman's)

Why do you mistreat my life
Even though I gave you everything I had
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites
Even if you show mercy and your embrace
I wouldn't feel alive until
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites

There's so much snow in the house that you need skis
These anxieties are class A
Now the housing company is measuring moisture
When the stairwell steps have a flow of blood
And I want to stay in that mess (mess)
I'm a masochist and my life is a thriller
These challenges follow me like baby Justin Bieber
But Kinder eggs aren't enough once you've tasted Riesen
(But you didn't like it before)

Why do you mistreat my life
Even though I gave you everything I had
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites
Even if you show mercy and your embrace
I wouldn't feel alive until
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites (wrapper)
(You've been very naughty, ouch, you need punishment)

Why do you mistreat my life
Even though I gave you everything I had
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites
Why do you mistreat my life
Even though I gave you everything I had
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites
Even if you show mercy and your embrace
I wouldn't feel alive until
Here comes the whip, here comes the whip
And the pain excites