Lambs (Bonus Track) Lyrics

I observe from the shadows,
Never letting myself be seen.
There I dwell until my opportunity,
Lusting over your bountiful body.

Pre-Chorus:
I'll trap you in my van,
I'll put you in my whole,
I shall say this little poem.

Chorus:
It rubs the lotion on it's skin
Or it gets the hose again.
It does this when it's told,
I want your skin with no mold!

I wear your skin and pretend to be a female. I will get away with this and shall not fail.
You're just another victim in my eleven foot whole.
In my unfinished basement I will steal your soul.

Pre-Chorus
Chorus

Would you f*ck me? Would you f*ck me?
I'd f*ck me. Oh, I'd so f*ck me!

It puts the lotion in the basket. It puts the lotion in the basket.
I said It puts the lotion in the god damn basket!

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