And dine within the psche
Paging the way in bitter juice
Hoping for the acid
In me will eat up their poison

But this sin will definitely be seen
Regardless of how strong
My inner stomach lining
Will likely absorb everything

Like a spy camera it doesn't miss
A thing, like a detective
It will come up with answers
Like a stalker it's so desperate

When strangers meet
Your weakness are easy
To lay you open to...