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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 |
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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 |
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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 |
