Charles Bukowski - The escape lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - The escape lyrics]
Is a miracle as great as art
What a web she can weave
Slowly drawing you to her
She'll embrace you
Then when she's satisfied she'll kill you
Still in her embrace
And suck the blood from you
I escaped my black widow
Because she had too many males in her web
And while she was embracing one
And then the other and then another
I worked free got out
To where I was before she'll miss me
Not my love but the taste of my blood
But she's good, she'll find other blood
She's so good that I almost miss my death
But not quite i've escaped i view the other
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