all you see in me is death

Singer:le butcherettes

a form of slick moving

is owned by your thick neck

mustang eyes and whiskers

feathered hat

feathered hat

motives and great thinkers

you feel inside of your hand

salinger and fitzgerald

must have been love in disguise

and you look me in the eyes and say

you are not degraded"

Lyric Context: all you see in me is death - le butcherettes