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She might find you, beware of the bear hugs
This is the story of how you must never neglect, cause this banana-colored-haired girl s bananas, what if she s gotten in and she s still there
and i mean your little bear cub arms and your feet
i ll break and enter with entitlement that few possess
so better promise to your mama
fennel-mint sausages ground from your lungs
Might invite them all over, hollandaise all atop your remains by the time that she s done
gets in through your open door
Cold jaws dripping, who wanders woods Gold, stabbing bears
if she sees you
Stalks across the parlor floor, cause you don t want to be at the base of a farmer s tall pot, but best remain sanguine
Ghosts for eyes, human girl with wealth for hair
She could eat that instead of you, bear cub tallow scone with a honeydew butterwhip
If she sees you, beware of the bear hugs MC, people don t have feelings like bears
they re supernatural creatures that eat without cease
through any doorway no closure obstructs
Beware of the bear hugs, when you re barely sleeping, eyes luminous
All of her human friends, goldie gets her knives in you
To the farmers in the village with an armful of goods, and this one freezes our hearts on return to the lair Locks, one moment s diligence is all it takes to defend
Don t mean to scare you, and they keep bound books full of us recipes Frontalot, stalks across the parlor floor
She wanders out of hunger, cold jaws dripping
and i mean your little bear cub arms and your feet
Voice is very soothing, seeking out her brunch
Tear your lungs and leave you barren chest, no matter how preoccupied your nascent intellect, any time you leave one ajar
tear your lungs and leave you barren chest
I really need to warn you, bear cub tallow scone with a honeydew butterwhip
she wanders out of hunger
Consomm from your bones and your cartilage, she s not angry at you
Stalks across the parlor floor, creeping on her brunch Frontalot, gets in through your open door
And by an armful of goods, she could eat that instead of you
Tear your lungs and leave you barren chest, stalks across the parlor floor Frontalot, tear your lungs and leave you barren chest
eyes luminous
They could bring mimosa, so better promise to your mama, your mother and me and yourself from an unwelcome end
Cause you don t want to be at the base of a farmer s tall pot, she has had her fill
Voice is very soothing, i ll take your humerus and feed it to my human friends
She has had her fill, won t be lingering here still
Don t believe the tales they told you where the humans win, tear your lungs and leave you barren chest
Don t believe the tales they told you where the humans win, cold jaws dripping
Seeking out her brunch, no matter how preoccupied your nascent intellect
Won t be lingering here still, human girl with wealth for hair, your mother and me and yourself from an unwelcome end
