Skeletal


Bony white face in headlight glare
You drive too fast to even care
Now she's beside you you're not the only one
Taste her pale flesh and waiting tongue

And you're in love with her
A living skeletal girl

She speaks in tongues you don't understand
Her fetid appetite is at your command
Fell her moldy flesh crumble away
You strip her down make her yours today

And you're in love with her
A living skeletal girl



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