Strip down the sword and you've got a boy
Strip down the poison you've got a girl
Nah arm us again I bet this bitch'll win
This time around
I can think of four things I'd like to do
All involve a knife and four different parts of you
Funny how the black shines brighter than the white
To your small vicious mind
You'll only remember what's convenient to you
I could've loved you freely
I'm real lush deep inside
But I got some hell to scream
You say I'm tainted within but look inside
You only recognize your own breed
I'll cram the sin down inside
And bleed it out from every pore
Could you drink my poison?
Could I take your daggers?
Please drink my poison
Cause I've already taken all your daggers.