baby boy i love the way you fight your demons
it really gives me something to sink my teeth into
they say don't bite the hand that feeds
but jesus christ you're delicious when you're crying
come home covered in blood and shaking and i'm all yours for the taking
you smell like death and i'm all over that
you drop the bat and the thud as it hits the ground is a death knell
is it fucked up the way i want you to tear me apart
or i could tear you apart -
maybe we could take turns, i'm easy
i'm always easy for you
in the distance there's a fox shrieking, and boy i can relate
there's a harshness to its call that can only be feral
and that's either you or me or both of us and maybe we're going to collide in the most awful way and it's all going to end in tears but god i always loved a good firefight
let's go down in flames baby boy
i'm all for oblivion these days.
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