Match Made in Heaven

A victim is oblivious
And thinks life can be replaced with ignorant bliss
A vampire's just a mess
And need's a victim's admiration to feel like they can impress

When they find each other it's like love
But it is to love as rape is sex
The vampire will devour the victim once they're stuck
And the victim gets the sweet release of death

One's a parasite, one has chosen to quit
They're both dry and soft, and still denser than brick
A victim needs to be used, vampires get off on abuse
It's a match made in heaven, and it's what you'd call sick

Now, they can feel themselves starting to stop
Nothing prompts a plan like some jealousy and rain
They will now each begin to undress
And they're both flesh and bone and open sores and pain
Each of them broken in their own way
Vampires give up on Jesus, victims give up on themselves
It's a match made in heaven for sure
Victims won't go to hell for suicide if someone kills 'em first

One's a parasite, one has chosen to quit
They're both dry and soft, and still denser than brick
A victim needs to be used, vampires get off on abuse
It's a match made in heaven, and it's what you'd call sick

I don't need to be saved
I can save myself
And I don't need to save you
If it takes my heart
I don't need to be saved
I can save myself
And I don't need to save you
If it takes my heart

One's a parasite, one has chosen to quit
They're both dry and soft, and still denser than brick
A victim needs to be used, vampires get off on abuse
It's a match made in heaven, and it's what you'd call

Parasite, one has chosen to quit
They're both dry and soft, and still denser than brick
A victim needs to be used, vampires get off on abuse
It's a match made in heaven, and it's what you'd call

Parasite, one has chosen to quit
They're both dry and soft, and still denser than brick
A victim needs to be used, vampires get off on abuse
It's a match made in heaven, and it's what you'd call sick