[Verse]
Your delicious, dreaming, slack jawed, green-eyed
Rub my nose in icing sugar, smooth as
When this cold and deadly blade kisses the fruit
So soft and gently breathing under your skin
[Outro]
Oh, I'll empty you, I'll empty you
As empty as a boy can be
As empty as a boy can be
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