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Lyrics: I saw, I smelled what he did to you girl
And to be frank, the thought makes my innards curl
How he preyed on your ripe insecurities
The thorn in your side is alive
and it's killing me!
Obscure records entombed in his room
with mechanical lust, cyber desolate middle-aged doom
On your knees in this downtrodden, shit-eating grin of a room
If only you'd meet me here soon.
If only you'd start breathing
I'd court you exclusively
With my shovel I'm pounding earth
'til suddenly I see you awake from the dirt and the grime
stretch your fractured pretzel spine
out to take your revenge for the crime
filled with fire and finally mine.
Paraded you around like a second-place prize
Hair done up, black holes painted on your eyes
Held a book-burning in your backyard
while your parents observed from their window, slightly scarred
And I've watched with my shovel in hand
I have faith in you child
From these nightmares I've plucked a plan
Where that prick to the world is revealed as a wicked man
This is a prayer from your biggest fan.
If only you could see me
We'd dance like a heart attack
With a wail you'd let them know you're furious, you're back
And you awake from the dirt and the grime
Stretch your fractured pretzel spine
Out to take your revenge for the crime
Filled with fire and finally mine
And you awake from the grave that he dug
Pulsing, boiling, angry blood
Well aware that I'm falling in love
Filled with the fire I'm drinking
Gasoline, to make it go faster
Yeah, gasoline will make it go much faster