The seed of the apothecary on heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make as they
Expel a breath their soul from the chest
She laughs a little, but never makes a sound

She swears she's offering you something savory
(what lies she tells)
So take a drink her products number one
(right down the hatch)
And now it seems, a smooth intoxication well
Just one drop is more than enough

She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze

(a million men have reached and end)
A side effect of incompetence
She laughs a little but never smiles

She swears she's offering you something savory
(what lies she tells)
So take a drink her products number one
(right down the hatch)
And now it seems a smooth intoxication well
Just one drop is more than enough

She had her supersitions
They've got there rational on call
(they never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)

She got a new tradition involving ethyene glyol
(they never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)

She had no aprehension
Habit sustains her viciousness
(they never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)

With the weight of the world on her shoulders
She don't want none of the sins as they unfurl in her palms

Take this bottle