I think you're Kute
I'll Keep you in the cellar
Show you to the children
Kill me after dinner
You're alright.
You looK like someone I could bury in the garden
Cover you in diamonds.
When I die.
And when I die.
And when I die.
And when I die.
I'll pick you up
I'll tear out all your feathers
Cook you in the oven
Burn myself.
What is mommy cooking?
She looks like a baby
You love me?
Do you love me?
You wanna die
You really wanna see us laughing at your body
Floating down the river
Baby, you're pathetic
You are god.
You are god.
You are god.
You are god.
You are god.
You are god.
You are god.