Could you hold on for a minute?
What's so thrilling down the street?
I'm just as helpless now as you are
And I was hoping we could meet
Strangers beckon me to listen--
Say I should focus on my head
But why would I even bother,
When I could bother you instead?
Are you an angel in remission?
Are you the Devil in white skin?
I've got an insatiable curiosity
And I'll make you suffer for your sin
You know that beauty's temporary
I'll strip your pretty little clothes
Twelve skeletons beside you,
But it's society you loathe
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