| Looking for a cavern
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| A place where she can stay
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| Waiting for the darkness
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| When she leaves obsessed to make her way to me Because it’s getting to the time when she will need to feed and
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| I am the willing victim of a cannibal
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| She rips out my bones just like I’m an animal
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| And right when I’m feeling like my blood is drained
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| She calls it a game
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| But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable
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| I am not the only one that she has come to see
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| Dig up the skeletons of men who thought that they would be the
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| One like me Like they could be the ones to make her believe
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| But for now
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| I am the willing victim of a cannibal
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| She rips out my bones just like I’m an animal
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| And right when I’m feeling like my blood is drained
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| She calls it a game
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| But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable
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| Hiding in corners disguised
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| She’s a phantom, a glimmer inside
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| She keeps on feeding while I am conceding
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| So please won’t you tear me open wide
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| I am the willing victim of a cannibal
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| She rips out my bones just like I’m an animal
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| And right when I’m feeling like my blood is drained
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| She calls it a game
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| But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable |