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

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Writer(s): Alexander Giannascoli