| You’re growing on me
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| Yes, I can tell, they’ll disagree
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| Just like those savage creatures out there
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| Lurkin' behind the shadows for you I want a taste
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| (only a taste)
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Dig it out
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| Dig it out
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| Dig it out
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| Your wretched scent sickens me
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| But be sure I’ll follow where it may lead
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| Just like all the poor creatures you shaped
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| We sit patiently surrounding you
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| Waiting for your taste
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| You’re alive, you’re alive, you’re alive thanks to my warm hands
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| You’re alive, you’re alive, you’re alive thanks to my warm hands
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest
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| Don’t bleed, you’re in the middle of the forest |