Let's see a mortal type
Receiver!
This new one's made of skin,
I can see her!
She will get eaten up by
All kind people!
Avoid the eye of contact!
She's seen it before
And she still wants more
Help came, but you can't fight fate
Can't help the skin receiver!
Crawling in, through your flesh stew,
The brew's in all of you
You're flying out of reason!
Sexy wings you beware
They'll come with reason!
The stampede crushes you!
She's seen it before
And she still wants more
Help came, but you can't fight fate
Can't help the skin receiver!
She's seen it before
And she still wants more
Help came, but you can't fight fate
Can't help the skin receiver!