Don't trust a cold blooded man
He'll leave you as dry as sand
With a touch of his hand
What you must understand
Is he'll do anything for a woman
Everything he can
He is the black hole of your land
Will destroy everything he sees
Will only find happiness when you bleed
Don't look him in the eye
He will make you blind
Hunt you down like an animal
I'm not telling a lie
He'll take pictures of your suffering
For his collection
He will do nothing
To help you with your recuperation
Thinks he's the son of Satan
Thinks he's the god of evil
Superior of angels
Always ready for a deal
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