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She's begging on the door
she's crawling on the floor
Oh, shes so coy
Shes scratching on the walls.
Shes clawing at the gauze.
Shes so coy.
Shes a knot on the ropes
Shes pulling at the hooks
Shes so coy
Oh, you know she wants it
In the way that she taunts me.
Damn, shes so coy.
Its the apex predator
With a message for the listener.
Seduce & destroy.
Your head upon a stick
Would look really sick
But they would call me crazy
For the way i spoke to it.
Id ask about its day,
Did it miss me while i was away?
Tight-lipped from the stitches
It wouldnt have much to say....
The rest would be kept
In a tight little dress
Locked up in the corner
A perfect little pet
Locked in the box
So i could give start
A trophy to show me
To all i had lost
The writing on the wall
A psalm in napalm
abandon all hope
But try to stay calm
Bleach to clean the curses
i exist. im not the first.
Tell my mother i love her.
I didnt suffer.
Photos & fantasies.
Virtuoso of crime scenes
The apex predator..."
Why does she look so much like me?
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Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But wheres the fun in that?
I gotta satisfy the thirst...
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But wheres the fun in that?
Death is such a flirt.
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But wheres the fun in that
Youll get what you deserve
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But wheres the fun in that
Survival of the worst
Its the apex predator
The writing on the wall
Em evas
Shes got a broken arm,
Ive got a broken heart.
Boy, shes so coy.
She made a little fire
With a fork & electrical wire.
Damn, shes so coy.
Blowtorch nightlight,
Switchblade knife fights
Fuck, shes so coy.
Thunder in the distance.
Gunshots or missiles?
My smile is artificial.
The lock clicks, my eyes fix.
The writing on the wall,
A psalm in napalm
abandon all hope
But try to stay calm
Bleach to clean the curses
i exist. im not the first.
Tell my mother i love her.
I didnt suffer.
No regrets, no apologies.
A self-fulfilling prophecy.
The apex predator.
All i could smell was her hair .burning
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Why does she look so much like me?
Em evas
like worms on a hook
That were plucked from the heart
Of the bodies of gods
For the wretched and lost
Like worms on a hook
That were plucked from the heart
Of the bodies of gods
That men had forgot
Like worms on a hook
That were plucked from the heart
Of the bodies of gods
That were rotting to dust
All i could smell was her hair .burning
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All i could smell was her hair
All i could smell was her hair
Burning