The Poison Woman Testo
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Testo The Poison Woman
The seed of the apothecary
An heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make
As they expel
A breath
The soul from the chest
She laughs a little
But never makes a sound
She swears she's offering you something savory
So take a drink of product number one
And now it seems a smooth intoxication
Well, just one drop is more than enough
She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
Besides the fast of incompetence
She laughs a little
But never smiles
She swears she's offering you something savory
So take a drink of product number one
And now it seems a smooth intoxication
Well, just one drop is more than enough
She has her superstitions
They've got their rationale on call
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance] Shes got a new tradition
Involving ethylene glycol
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]
She has no apprehension
Habit sustains her wickedness
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]
With the weight of the world
On her shoulders
She don't want none
Of the sins
As they unfurl
In her palms,
In her palms
[x2]
Take this bottle
[x6]
An heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make
As they expel
A breath
The soul from the chest
She laughs a little
But never makes a sound
So take a drink of product number one
And now it seems a smooth intoxication
Well, just one drop is more than enough
She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
Besides the fast of incompetence
She laughs a little
But never smiles
She swears she's offering you something savory
So take a drink of product number one
And now it seems a smooth intoxication
Well, just one drop is more than enough
She has her superstitions
They've got their rationale on call
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance] Shes got a new tradition
Involving ethylene glycol
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]
She has no apprehension
Habit sustains her wickedness
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]
With the weight of the world
On her shoulders
She don't want none
Of the sins
As they unfurl
In her palms,
In her palms
[x2]
Take this bottle
[x6]
CASEY BLUE CRESCENZO
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