[Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams]
I soak you in nuclear waste
Make it so when your family attends your funeral, they'll need to wear hazmat masks over their face
I know every single little detail about your stupid day
I know the depth of your footprint in the sand when you walk away
Looking so good I could eat ya
Y-shape ya, cut ya into cutlets through the starlet of my private movie feature
Drug you up on ether
Two and a half 40's deep
My hands swimming around your intestines, about to go deeper
Babygirl, I'm a real creature
Mythical surgical savior to a little self-harming wet dreamer
Scalpel, scalpel, stab, stab
Cut you up and down and all around until you a little dainty bloody meat slab
Grab, grab all that I can eat
Leave you in a shallow grave above the ground only underneath a sheet
As the Wartenberg wheel turns, diaphragm slamming slicing you, leaving you with third-degree burns
[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams]
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
I soak you in nuclear waste
Make it so when your family attends your funeral, they'll need to wear hazmat masks over their face
I know every single little detail about your stupid day
I know the depth of your footprint in the sand when you walk away
Looking so good I could eat ya
Y-shape ya, cut ya into cutlets through the starlet of my private movie feature
Drug you up on ether
Two and a half 40's deep
My hands swimming around your intestines, about to go deeper
Babygirl, I'm a real creature
Mythical surgical savior to a little self-harming wet dreamer
Scalpel, scalpel, stab, stab
Cut you up and down and all around until you a little dainty bloody meat slab
Grab, grab all that I can eat
Leave you in a shallow grave above the ground only underneath a sheet
As the Wartenberg wheel turns, diaphragm slamming slicing you, leaving you with third-degree burns
[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams]
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
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