They say my hunger's a problem They don't meet with my appetite They say I can keep myself from trying No bite of every bait inside See what's your patience of a truth They don't meet blood and nears a sin But my desire is bad I'm the sun wanna slit your throat and eat it like it's ink The slottest, I'm not loved to see you come and dumps I'm sad he's fighting to look at you Played out like the gravel plate Have a taste, check her weight out watching fair I'm still praying on a budget plane To dress you up in pretty patterns Oh, do dress your flesh up with the wax Don't put three-pushin' by a dagger So be the finest left over desert Why would I desecrate a caucus? Why let the old gold waste? It's love that goes my cleaver with such tenderness So perfect, strike no big, the horror on your face The slottest, my no-button, persuasive arms Prouser than crime, bitch, not so defeated Through the night in the hide, watch and zine Distantially named the eye out to the bow All of you in time Oh, you're hot, hey, I think I'm hot My love, my night, the cabin of your life's a gravel plate Have a taste, check her weight out watching fair I'm still praying on a budget plane Just nap the sin you have on to get within you I want to never give you a break or more This mold and mold of my dear, you should be grateful That I'll always never lose at all my deprecision Because the cut has to be that one Just nap the sin you have on to get within you I want to scar the tissue, butterfly, a picture for you I need to be your lover like you, girl, I said it, you're my god Oh, it's a fucking life, I'll even have to see the take-a-bye The slottest, my no-button, persuasive arms Prouser than crime, bitch, not so defeated Through the night in the hide, watch and zine Distantly named the eye out to the bow Have a taste, check her weight out watching fair I'm still praying on a budget plane Another son is mind my darling get under the knife Your problem, crime, it gets over perfect It's quite more than a Z63 We're the washings, ladies and gentlemen Be waiting so impatiently Oh, you heard me, I need to cover My love, my night, the cabin of your life's a gravel plate Have a taste, check her weight out watching fair I'm still praying on a budget plane Still praying, it's cold, pleasant and vain