A certain scent lies in the air So familiar, so tempting Being able to resistis pratically invain
Pheromones weakening the senses Is this amazing stench a trap or an honest signal In either way she'll be waiting They're always waiting, they're always waiting
This situation, it really sucks The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked No choice to make, you know what's to do Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too
I know what she is capable of My limbs are trembling, my face feels numb
This situation, it really sucks The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked No choice to make, you know what's to do Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too
The gruesome ritual is inavoidable It's not like there would be a choice Carefully approaching destiny With flapping wings and a swaying abdomen Try to focus and concentrate
And even if that hurdle should be accomplished There is no guarantee one'll see the next sunrise The odds of her tearing off one's head and starting to chow on it
While the rest of ones eventual carcass keeps on mating to the point where she decides to devour the rest of one's pityfull remains are fairly said more than bad
Enough time has be wasted Let's get it on I know the cost Cause once you've tasted You know, you're lost
This situation, it really sucks The urge won't let you quiet, if you do you're fucked No choice to make, you know what's to do Hope she wants the cake and not eat it too