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Hidden in plain sight, killing victims without fight
Scopes you out in the bar, talks you into his beat up car
Takes you home to his place, dissects you and eats your face

Smell of death fills the air, fucked up things have gone on here
Pain and torturous misery, to fucked up for the eye to see
Apartment smells of rotting meat, devouring his human treat
There is no way you'll ever go home

Hydrochloric acid in your brain, leaving you around to
Dull his pain
Loneliness depression drive you insane

Smell of death fills the air, fucked up things have gone on here
Pain and torturous misery, to fucked up for the eye to see
Apartment smells of rotting meat, devouring his human treat
There is no way you'll ever go home

Product of a Midwestern home, parents left him all alone
This whole time they never knew, he was making human stew

Compulsion to kill, hunger for death

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