The Dear Hunter - The Poison Woman lyrics
[The Dear Hunter - The Poison Woman lyrics]
The seed of the apothecary
An heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make as they expel
A breath, the soul from their chest
She laughs a little, but never makes a sound
She swears she's offerin'
You something savory (What lies she tells)
So take a drink, her product's number one
(Right down the hatch)
And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication
Well just one drop is more than enough
She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
A million men have reached an end
A side effect of incompetence
She laughs a little, but never smiles
She swears she's offerin'
You something savory (What lies she tells)
So take a drink, her product's number one
(Right down the hatch)
And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication
Well just one drop is more than enough
She has her superstitions
They've got their rationale on call
(They never saw it coming
They never stood a chance)
She's got a new tradition
Involving ethylene glycol
(They never saw it coming
They never stood a chance)
She has no apprehension
Habit sustains her wickedness
(They never saw it coming
They never stood a chance)
With the weight of the world on her shoulders
She don't want none of the sins
As they unfurl in her palms, in her palms
With the weight of the world on her shoulders
She don't want none of the sins
As they unfurl in her palms, in her palms
Take this bottle, take this bottle
Take this bottle
Take this bottle, take this bottle
Take this bottle
An heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make as they expel
A breath, the soul from their chest
She laughs a little, but never makes a sound
She swears she's offerin'
You something savory (What lies she tells)
So take a drink, her product's number one
(Right down the hatch)
And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication
Well just one drop is more than enough
She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
A million men have reached an end
A side effect of incompetence
She laughs a little, but never smiles
She swears she's offerin'
You something savory (What lies she tells)
So take a drink, her product's number one
(Right down the hatch)
And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication
Well just one drop is more than enough
She has her superstitions
They've got their rationale on call
(They never saw it coming
They never stood a chance)
She's got a new tradition
Involving ethylene glycol
(They never saw it coming
They never stood a chance)
She has no apprehension
Habit sustains her wickedness
(They never saw it coming
They never stood a chance)
With the weight of the world on her shoulders
She don't want none of the sins
As they unfurl in her palms, in her palms
With the weight of the world on her shoulders
She don't want none of the sins
As they unfurl in her palms, in her palms
Take this bottle, take this bottle
Take this bottle
Take this bottle, take this bottle
Take this bottle