Flytrap

dead ends and crop circles split ends and dark circles everyone thinks i'm a mirror i'm not the mirror, you are lock me in your basement i've got a strange, sick craving in the painting, the heads are above me but it's my blood they're using, you see i remember being the one who killed the buzz you remember me, the one you'd never thought could kill cuz i used to have feelings but now i'm on medication i don't need p*rn, cuz i have my imagination rippin ur hair out at the thought of me not being what u think babe i clash with ur c*m cuz i ain't sweeeet i always carry these knives babe you could kill me and i'd still live ur a dog barkin up the wrong tree ur a wolf howlin at the wrong moon i remember being the one who killed the buzz you remember me, the one you'd never thought could kill cuz i used to have feelings but now i'm on medication i don't need p*rn, cuz i have my imagination rippin ur hair out at the thought of me not being what u think babe i clash with ur c*m cuz i aint sweeeet i've got chains wrapped around my thoughts you've got a different set, around your doubts like a flower that eats the flies put your finger down my throat and see the truth arise cuz i'm just acid in a body