Doom disease from Extrasensational by Harshmallow

Bury the blade, blood-stained grade
Make me your maid

Order me up, dine me out
That is what it’s about

Hurry inside, I won’t bite
Though it’s quite tight

Mother’s delight, eyes so bright
We breed under the knife (x2)

Don’t you want me?
‘cause I cherish you
I won’t understand
Just let me hold your hand

Queen of the like, alike, a poison on your lips,
Sick-addick'ive, as you vomit ‘cause I’m at your fingertips, hey

Choke on the excess, 'cause you’ll drink up every sip,
every drip, IV, I would be, your perfect agony

Bury the blade, blood-stained grade
Make me your maid

Order me up, dine me out
That is what it’s about

Hurry inside, I won’t bite
Though it’s quite tight

Mother’s delight, eyes so bright
Take it
Take it

Bury the blade, blood-stained grade
Make me your maid

Order me up, dine me out
That is what it’s about

Hurry inside, I won’t bite
Though it’s quite tight

Mother’s delight, eyes so bright
We breed under the knife (x2)

Paid to play
Made for display
Commodified, unqualified

Gore story, fake glory
Ripper trip, memento mori
Something turned to nothing
Just as nothing turned to something

Knot my type
Tie you right (x2)

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