He's a psycho to say the least
I like to be around in his company
Your thin skin can i peal it off
Don't worry I won't put it on
Whistling at different pitches calling things
With no names one day they will breathe
I will spill your guts bathe in them
Until I'm as clean as you are
I'm gonna drink from your skull
My boy your bones are so fragile
I will use your blood to decorate the walls
Having pierced eyes honey can you... see