Full Metal Bawl (The True Story About Her Death) - Live

Declaring war, you I deplore
 You're scum in tights
 Sex is a chore
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 Well, I've been waiting
 For you to die for too long
 It's time to take
 Your fate in my rabid hands
 Lostless, my heart is cold
 Orgasms faked, no libido
 Maybe Satan sent me
 Or evil is just my thing
 The devil is inside you
 I'm tearing from within
 Declaring war, you I deplore
 You're scum in tights
 Sex is a chore
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 Cadaverous each room's an ocean of blood
 As, you fade from life
 Strychnine seems medicinal
 I have obscene dreams
 A poisoned mind, no control
 The future looms, I am your doom
 Baby, feel me slit this
 Joining up the holes
 There'll be no need for stitches
 As the death knell tolls
 Declaring war, you I deplore
 You're scum in tights
 Sex is a chore
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 The first cut is sweetest of all
 
 The thrilling sight of your downfall
 Your torture is my perfect porn
 
 Your wretched end, I will not mourn
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 Don't think it's all a metaphor
 The red end knife cuts through the core
 Walk through the door, marked "Nevermore"
 Full metal bawl
 The blackest light, the purest storm
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 Full metal bawl