i see their lovely faces
and i can't help but stare
but i don't wanna know your story
because it never goes nowhere
i want their blood on my teeth
when their scent's in the air
and you don't wanna know the half
when i can't help but stare
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i dont wanna live my life like a blood-sick dog
always pacing to the trace, trapped in a fog
always itchin at my skin and tearing at the seams
living like a killer in my sick, sick dreams
free as can be, and outta my mind
howling at nothing, dead drunk, half blind
what's in my baser nature will always find a way
keep me bound tight, keep me far away
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so dont look my way
just walk on by
i can feel him stirring
just writhing inside
no dont tell me your story
cause i couldnt care
dont ask me what i'm thinking
when i can't help but stare