Just to feel this good
And freaky be beautiful you came following me
Like I knew you would

It tickled my fancy tickled my sense of fun
You claw like a rack on my back ever thickening
Its just begun

Freaky be beautiful he falls
And his blood it sprays so cold
On my face he feels so cold

My crallow bird waiting
Shallow breathed shrapnel lung
I'm pressing the beak to my cheek
And its thickening kick off turns the sun

Freaky be beautiful he falls
And his blood it sprays so cold
On my face he feels so cold

Oh no oh no
Freaky be beautiful he falls
And his blood it sprays so cold
On my face he feels so cold

So I rot down inside
For the loss
And I will not deny
I'm winding...
Dig it out...

Freaky be beautiful