The seed of the apothecary on heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make as they
Expel a breath their soul from the chest
She laughs a little, but never makes a sound
She swears shes offering you something savory
(What lies she tells)
Just take a drink her broducts number one
(Right down the hatch)
And now it seems, a smooth intoxication well
Just one drop is more than enough
She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
Tout est poison rien nest poison
Le poison cest la lose
A million men have reached and end
A side effect of incompetence
She laughs a little but never smiles
She swears shes offering you something savory
(What lies she tells)
So take a drink her products number one
(Right down the hatch)
And now it seems a smooth intoxication well
Just one drop is more than enough
She had her superstitions
They've got there rational on call
(They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)
She had a new tradition involving ethyene glyol
(They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)
She had no appichension
Habit sustains her viciousness
(They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)
With the weight of the world on her shoulders she
Can't want none of the sins as they unfurl in her palms
Take this bottle