Ripper

Built for disease, it's breaking out
Crack like knees about to snap
A hiding place for us to die
A flame that covers up your eyes

And they say it's like a bed of rotting leaves
I need a ripper for my lover

A blanket for you made of ground
A pool of mud to dull the sound
A stone that wants to sympathize
The spiders crawling up your thighs

And it feels just like a bed of rotting leaves
I need a ripper for a lover

One who can feel
What I can steal
One who can feel
One who is real

There's corruption on your breath
All the pieces that are left
All the signs say time to bleed
And I know just what you need

And I know just what I mean
What I need
I need a ripper for my lover

One who can feel
What I can steal
One who can feel
One who is real