Scientist


I have a psychosis don't you know
that is why i always come and go
i thought i loved you but i was wrong
i was as instinct driven as king Kong

I thought i loved you but in fact
i am a scientist and your the rat
i am possessive cause i cant throw away
a specimen i worked on all day

i want to dissect you, i want to know
why it is you refuse to let me go....

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