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BUTCHER VANITY
Song, FLAVOR FOLEY
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They say my hunger's a problem
They tell me to curb my appetite
They say I can't keep myself from trying
A bite of every plate in sight
They worship patience, a virtue
Oh, they tell me gluttony's a sin
But my desire, it's bottomless
I wanna slit your throat and eat 'til I get sick (whoo)
The slaughter's on, I'd love to see you come undone
Unsatisfied until I've got you flayed alive
So grab a plate, have a taste ่ฟๅฃๅณ่ฎฉๆๆฒ้
I'm still preying on a butcher's vein
To truss you up in pretty patterns
Oh, to dress your flesh up with the works
Perfectly portioned by a dagger
Serving the finest leftover dessert
Why would I desecrate a carcass?
Oh, why let the offal go to waste?
It's love that guides my cleaver with such tenderness
A perfect strike to fix the horror on your face (whoo)
The slaughter's mine, oh, blood and viscera divine
Preserved and primed, each muscle divvied up to dine
And in the high ๆๅญๅจ tasting ่กๆทๆท็็ฑ
I'll devour all of you in time
Oh, your heart, aortic work of art
My love, my knife to carve it out your life
So grab a plate, have a taste ่ฟๅฃๅณ่ฎฉๆๆฒ้
I'm still preying on a butcher's vein
To snap the sinew, I want to get within you
I want to not forgive you, rigor mortis, mold, and mildew
But, dear, you should be grateful that I won't waste a good meal
That all my love's precision carves a cut to simply die for
To snap the sinew, I want to get within you
I want to scar the tissue butterfly and rectify you
I need to be your afterlife Eucharist
I deify God, oh, fuck the fork and knife
I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite
(Whoo) the slaughter's on, I'd love to see you come undone
Unsatisfied until I've got you flayed alive
So grab a plate, have a taste ่ฟๅฃๅณ่ฎฉๆๆฒ้
I'm still preying on a butcher's vein
And now the slaughter's mine, my darling, get under the knife
Your broken pride, a cut so perfect in its prime
All that I see, 63 ไธบ่ฎฉๆๅฟ้็ไฝ
I'll be waiting so impatiently
Oh, your heart, aortic work of art
My love, my knife to carve it out your life
So grab a plate, have a taste ่ฟๅฃๅณ่ฎฉๆๆฒ้
I'm still preying on a butcher's vein
Still praying, hopeless, and in vain
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