Papoose face, Girl-goofy ways, 8 shaped, Technically sound, you`d think, for lying down Quick, while you talk shop, I can`t stop Clenched hands, Introverted stance, Tense laugh; Inappropriately loud and mechanical. Hint! If you would knife-slive my sternum open You`d squint from the sheen of machinery chromium, No crimson. You don`t know what you are dealing with; You think that I am just how I look, But you are stupidly mistaken. Unsure, Blunt awkward words, Young eyes Looking at you like they`ve never seen before. Hit! `Cause even when you see the bodies behind me... (Submit!) You don`t believe it could be me hunting (Chorus) You don`t know what you are dealing with; You don`t know what you are dealing with; You don`t know what you are, But you are fatally mistaken.
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