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Hunger for blood, I can't keep it in I got an itch and it's starting to peel She says she likes it rough I say I'm sure you're tough But just de tip it will make you squeal Blood on my hands and blood on my chest She says, Picasso, won't you do that thang, boy, how you do that there Managed to look past the scary but very hairy Bear Girl ill just cut it off, I'll just cut it off, shit, I'll just cut it off I want your blood, I want your guts, I want it all Every single drop, every single drop, I wan Every single drop, every single drop, I wan Every single drop, Flesh as the main and bones as dessert The tenderness is uncomparable Piercing my soul with those emerald eyes I want more Blood on my hands and blood on my chest But your stare is gettin in the way Cut it off I'll just cut it off, I'll just cut it off, shit, I'll just cut it off