Kute

I think you're cute
I'll keep you in the cellar
Show you to the children
Kill me after dinner

You're alright
You look like someone I could bury in the garden
Cover you in diamonds

When I die
And when I die
And when I die
And when I die
I'll dig you up

I'll tear out all your feathers
Cook you in the oven, burn myself
What is mommy cooking?
She looks like a baby

You love me
Do you love me?
You wanna die

You really wanna see us laughing at your body
Floating down the river
Baby, you're pathetic

You are god
You are god
You are god
You are god
You are god
You are god
You are god



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Giannascoli
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