Candy at the Core

Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed I’m picking up on your smell Always the hunted The side that don’t win Trapped in the corner Cloaked in chicken skin Oh, F*ck what you know I won’t be apprehensive never more Oh, F*ck what you know Flip the script and open that door Candy at the Core A taste of your own medicine This is an old kind of obsession I used to be a bee now I’m a dear Get your ten buckshot here Oh, F*ck what you know I won't be your public glory-hole Oh, F*ck what you know Stranger danger, kill all your heroes Candy at the Core