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I come home and she's there waiting,

so sweet 'n' tender and honest kind,

dim lighting and candles burning.

That bitch must have something to hide!

She's a bit too nice this evening

and suspicion makes me a bit vile.

I'll skin her before morning and

find out what's behind that smile.

It's nothing,

it must be all in my head!

I think the Devil is hiding

behind her smile,

darkness disguised as

the morning light.

What's there behind the closed

door and imaginations spinning hard,

she's hiding something hardcore.

No choice, I'll rip that bitch apart!

Blood drips down from the ceiling,.

she's spread around like modern art.

How can I hear her calling?

"Come down dear, dinner's gonna start!"

It is something,

It can't be all in my head.

I think the Devil is hiding

behind her smile,

darkness disguised as

the morning light.