Psycho Delicacy

It's been three weeks since he last showed
 And yes he showed just like I knew he would
 Preys by my house and then jumps the fence
 And then presents me with some old baked goods
 These eggs be green but taste the same
 Don't mind your spleen and taste the fame
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 The house is dark but I hear a voice
 I've got no choice but try to run away
 The light comes on and I see his hat
 He wields a spatula and green duct tape
 Don't try escaping from your seat
 You're weak and need to eat
 I'll try to untie you
 Once your meal's complete
 Don't try escaping from your seat
 I need your meal critique
 Refer this great service
 You can't beat this meat
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 I woke up later and he was gone
 And I was on my bed, he called it quits
 No evidence, it makes no sense
 No fingerprints, damn those oven mitts
 Now I'm setting out to make things right
 They'll be a fight the likes he's never had
 My life can't end before this story concludes
 But hey the food was really not that bad