Kute
I think you're cute
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
I'll dig 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
Writer/s: Alexander Giannascoli
