| When I look into your moon shape eyes
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| When I look into your pouty lips
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| When I touch the nape of your neck
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| When my fingers dance upon your inner thigh
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| I can only think about all the beautiful ways there are to destroy you
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| A hundred ways to kill you, and only two ways to breathe
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| Why is everything important in your neck?
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| Mmh, the spots are so soft
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| Eyes like jelly, how easy the knife goes in
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| I have to admit, the first cut is the hardest
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| But after that, I really can no longer claim my soul as my own
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| It’s as if I’ve done this before…
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| I wonder what your skin would look like on me
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| I love your eyes, so wide with fear
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| They’re even wider with no face
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| Smiling is so easy
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| Yet removing it proves to be difficult
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| Your insides are rainbow
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| Baby, I should have eaten you while your bones were soft
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| You must’ve been a beautiful baby…
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| (laughter)
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| I don’t mind the mess
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| Gurgling is just the sound of breathing with texture
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| They never get the blood right in the movies |