Scumbag Blues

Innocence has no resistance

Against a wicked counselor such as I

(You won't make it out)

(You won't make it out)

Shall I lead you to my parlor?

Poison offer disguised in just your size

(You won't make it out)

(You won't make it out)

You may think me altruistic

Feel my dark hypnosis closing in

(You won't make it out)

(You won't make it out)

Then you grow cold, cold

As a stare

As if no, none

Could compare

But you don't know

How close to ensnare

When I control

You will despair

(You won't make it out)

(You won't make it out)

Sycophancy, solipsistic

Spider plays the fool to lure the fly

(You won't make it out)

(You won't make it out)

Then you grow cold, cold

As a stare

As if no, none

Could compare

But you don't know

How close to ensnare

When I control

You will despair