He handed me a pair of pliers and he told me to pull out his teeth
Because as long as he'd had them he'd use them to do bad things
* You're cold on the inside There's a dog in your heart and it tells
you to tear everything apart My body's covered in teeth marks,
your bite's worse than your bark You ruin everything you touch
and destroy anyone you love, you're all over me
He'd sunk his teeth into the flesh of many others
Infecting them with whatever was already inside him
He'd broken all their hymens, cut them open and played inside them
He'd hollowed out their bodies so they'd feel just empty as him
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