On your knees loser, on your knees at My feet. Stay there until I don't think you deserve the honor of being there anymore. Kneel and stare at My feet, the feet you wish I'd allow you to kiss, worship, massage and adore. The feet you wish you could have your face under when I've just taken My boots off after a long day shopping. So you can smell and taste My perfect sweat. But you can just stare for now loser, you don't deserve My feet.