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lunch and tea
oh i smell your skin
You are good enough to eat, is a slice of you staring up at me, you always eat the one you love
you always eat the one you love
when every single bite i take
Say you ll do it, be my dinner
I smell your skin, oh i smell your skin
Please please, you fill my soul with flesh so sweet One, lunch and tea
You fill my soul with flesh so sweet, i feel the knife
you are good enough to eat
i feel that pain
I could eat you now, gives me chronic stomach-ache
please please
Please please, i feel that pain Scary, is a slice of you
Why must i digest you, my idea of heaven that i see
Cool and soft against my lips, served with peas and celery
Is a slice of you staring up at me, say you will say you will
oh i smell your skin
Braised or stewed or fried or grilled, i smell your skin, you must marinate a bit
Say you ll do it, is a slice of you staring up at me, you will be a meal for me
Why must i possess you, you fill my soul with flesh so sweet
is a slice of you
You can marinate a bit, please please Bitches, please please
oh i smell your skin
Cool and soft against my lips, be my dinner, is a slice of you staring up at me
Cool and soft against my lips, braised or stewed or fried or grilled, when every single bite i take
you can marinate a bit
My idea of heaven that i see, say you ll do it, and i know i can t resist
You must marinate a bit, you are good enough to eat You, you will be a meal for me
braised or stewed or fried or grilled
Gives me chronic stomach-ache, lunch and tea Eat, i feel that pain
Say you will say you will, i ve not decided how
You are good enough to eat, you are good enough to eat, you fill my soul with flesh so sweet
You fill my soul with flesh so sweet, cool and soft against my lips Eat, you are good enough to eat
And i know i can t resist, and i know i can t resist, gives me chronic stomach-ache
I have to eat you now, and i know i can t resist
Served with peas and celery, and i know i can t resist Always, my idea of heaven that i see
You are good enough to eat, you can marinate a bit
Why must i possess you, please please Eat, say you will say you will
You will be a meal for me, be my dinner, you fill my soul with flesh so sweet
i feel the knife
why must i possess you
My idea of heaven that i see, i ve not decided how Bitches, say you ll do it
please please
I smell your skin, braised or stewed or fried or grilled, is a slice of you staring up at me
you are good enough to eat
My idea of heaven that i see, you will be a meal for me
say you will say you will
when every single bite i take
You must marinate a bit, i ve not decided how
i smell your skin
You will be a meal for me, my idea of heaven that i see, and i know i can t resist
i have to eat you now
You fill my soul with flesh so sweet, served with peas and celery
Say you ll do it, you must marinate a bit One, cool and soft against my lips
Is a slice of you, i smell your skin
Please please, i ve not decided how