Your Arsonist

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I called the man in the cage downstairs

I killed the man in the cage downstairs

She's all ready for the big promenade

Skin like a baby's, a sick doll parade

Strange concoctions of mushrooms and gas

You kill the cigarette toss it in the gas

Do I eat to feed my demons or do demons feed me

Am I sick am I a bitch and is my funeral for free

Let me live, your arsonist

Mind lacking all censorship

Come on I'm your arsonist

Pharmaceutical tolerance

Perverted psyche was not my fault

Born with addictions was not my fault

You take the hazardous waste we call shame

I'll take a noose along with my fame

She's heresy and she's my new religion

She's severing ties and she's my new religion

A girl doing acid alone in her room

Creatures open our eyes and now we all bloom

I'd love to be your arsonist

This feeling I can't stop this

I want to be with your arsonist

Drown me inside euphoric bliss

I know I'm a junkie I'm maybe messed up

Hang around for a while I'm maybe messed up

Enjoy the grit of my fantasy

Baby come on waste away with me





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