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Clarisse what perfume you wearing today no don't tell me |
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I know And the soap that you washed with |
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Come to me don't feel scared |
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I'm not going to bite |
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Well maybe just a little maybe just a mite |
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You know without windows without the wind the rain or snow |
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I feel somewhat strange but of course all this you know |
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Tell me about the lambs |
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Clarisse tell me why you're scared |
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I know when your father died something died in there |
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To see simplicity in any mortal thing is a gift few men have |
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What makes a killer a madman it's not disgusting it's sad |
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I dream of trees now |
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I smell the sea don't you find that fun |
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You have the pleasures of the flesh |
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Clarisse you can feel the sun |
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But on the darker side you feel the anger rise you feel the satisfying hate |
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And if you had to kill against your strongest will you wouldn't shoot that bullet late |
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Please don't judge me so wait just before you go come up closer to the cage |
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Let me taste the smells of your own body cells you mustn't covert me with rage |
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I ate to feed |
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I killed in kind you believe me don't you hear the echos in your mind |
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They say I'm insane don't they but do they really know why |
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They say I'm nothing but a cannibal can't understand or even try |
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For in the night when |
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I whisper from my cell and play my pshyciatric game |
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In the morning when the inmate's dead they hang a new one to my fame |
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If I walked the streets a free man in the heat |
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I couldn't terrify a crowd |
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But in a silent home where we'd be all alone you'd need to freshen up a shroud |
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Please believe |
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I couldn't hurt you |
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I'd try to make you feel |
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Welcomed like a friend |
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I'd have you over for a meal |
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Then I'd tear at your silken breast rip out the heart beating and bloody |
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Gnaw with lust at your soften neck cutting and spitting and cooking you slowly |
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Feed you up like a blooded boar fruit in the mouth and garnished with roses |
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Feel nothing for you anymore deader than hell a meal for a hungry man |
