BUTCHER VANITY ft. Yi Xi

They say my hunger's a problem They tell me to cook my appetite They say I can keep myself from trying the vitamins

Oh, to dress your flesh up with the rocks Perfectly portioned by a dagger Serving the finest leftover dessert Why would I desecrate a carcass?

Oh, why let the awful go to waste?

It's love that cuts my cleaver with such tenderness

I want to never give you rigor, more dismal and mildew But dear, you should be grateful that I won't waste a good meal And all my love's precision caused a cut I simply die for

Still rain, cold, rust and vein