she's made of hair and bone little teeth things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I) wrapped our love in all this foil silver-tight like spider legs I never wanted it to ever spoil but flies will always lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me make your victim my head you never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet
Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly sealed up with virgin stitch if it hurts, just tell me preserve the innocence I never wanted it to end way this but flies will lay their eggs