We Want Thumbs!

Duration

4:55

Lyrics

I'll show you a man with a fetish for human lungs With an apetite for bloody gums Who becomes aroused by a scream that only his hands could create I'll show you an innocent little girl With only affection for the world And thoughts unpolluted from a life of age Now I'll show you a scene so quiet and serene That you can hear every drop of her being Shreek a grotesque and erotic scream So now that the mood is so intricately sublime I'll show you every crevice of my mind The more pain she feels, the more tears you cry The wealthier I become, the more thoughts that I televise The more repulsive the death, the bigger the check The darker the blood for your delight and bliss I'll show you that sweet little girl Being followed by his hungry eyes Just as you sit there and impatiently wait I'll show you just what you paid for Her body treated like a whores And on the inside she'll have nothing but his spore So that you're satisfied with another fix And I'm credited with another box office hit because of my "theatrical genuis" So now that the mood is so intricately sublime I'll show you every crevice of my mind The more pain she feels, the more tears you cry The wealthier I become, the more thoughts that I televise The more repulsive the death, the bigger the check The darker the blood for your delight and bliss What is left for us to fear When you pay me to whisper my fantasies into your ear?