Burn Fetish Songtext
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Teeth marks on the skin
The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him
We like the feel of blood and fat drippin' of our gums
She likes to talk directly down the barrel of a gun
Learnin' to perfect the ancient art of ply or rape
You've always been so warm and calculated I owe you a thanks
Eyes wide shut, I promise not to fall awake
Lick the guillotine and tell you how the gasoline tastes.
The grass is always greener on the other pesticide
It's how them precious ??? message shed its infectious high
The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him
We like the feel of blood and fat drippin' of our gums
She likes to talk directly down the barrel of a gun
Learnin' to perfect the ancient art of ply or rape
You've always been so warm and calculated I owe you a thanks
Eyes wide shut, I promise not to fall awake
Lick the guillotine and tell you how the gasoline tastes.
The grass is always greener on the other pesticide
It's how them precious ??? message shed its infectious high
Words for me to know and you to find
Guilty, the almighty praise adrenaline, such an underwhelming thrill.
Where there's a will there's a wake,
Burn me at the stake,
Who the hell am I tryin' to fool?
I'm a fool I feel so fake.
One last goodbye before I take my 45
Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it open
And climb inside.
Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me
X2
Tie me down tell my sweet nothin' sour
I screwed up tryin' to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
Outnumbered by such a large amount
No wonder why we lost the battle, the counterculture can't count. Welcome to my private hell
There's no one to fight now enjoy myself
Rather drown than ask for help
I wish I was someone else.
Mr. Perfect, misconstrued
Lead the way, follow through
Probably hate me, I do too
You're so much like me I feel sorry for you.
But I think you're pretty, pretty sure
You will profit you will get hurt,
I eat my words they taste like dirt.
I'm only ashamed because I know what it's worth.
Find my comfort, it's I blame
Shove my pride back down my face
My worst habits wakin' up at least once a day,
Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away.
Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me
X2
Guilty, the almighty praise adrenaline, such an underwhelming thrill.
Where there's a will there's a wake,
Burn me at the stake,
Who the hell am I tryin' to fool?
I'm a fool I feel so fake.
One last goodbye before I take my 45
Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it open
And climb inside.
Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me
X2
Tie me down tell my sweet nothin' sour
I screwed up tryin' to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
Outnumbered by such a large amount
No wonder why we lost the battle, the counterculture can't count. Welcome to my private hell
There's no one to fight now enjoy myself
Rather drown than ask for help
I wish I was someone else.
Mr. Perfect, misconstrued
Lead the way, follow through
Probably hate me, I do too
You're so much like me I feel sorry for you.
But I think you're pretty, pretty sure
You will profit you will get hurt,
I eat my words they taste like dirt.
I'm only ashamed because I know what it's worth.
Find my comfort, it's I blame
Shove my pride back down my face
My worst habits wakin' up at least once a day,
Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away.
Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me
X2
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