[ Featuring the Witch Fingers ]
Her sentience is on the precipice of working up a fever
Alright alright alright
Her metal eyes detect the violence and shift in his demeanor
Alright alright alright
These women are certainly weapons for killing
No object she eats bottom feeders and laughs at their demise
She's got the whip out everybody face down
Murder coded you could get your throat slit
Stimulation or annihilation
(stimulation asphyxiation)
I-candy with platinum hair
Her wires wet for human flesh but they don't see the way they treat her
Alright alright alright
They poke and prod play as god try to deprogram her features
Alright alright alright
These women are certainly weapons for killing
Synthetic fetish there's etiquette and taste to this procedure if you wish to stay alive
Here comes candy wielding a knife forceful policeman dead by design he tried to cuff her up and defile
She grabbed his throat and said beg for your life"
