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I'll hide you in my walls.
You're really beautiful.
The kind of beauty I could hide in my walls.
Hidden from the eager eyes of scum.
So what do you say doll?
I'll treat you nice, real nice.
Shield you from the cancerous rays,
Protecting that pale quivering face.
Why are you shaking?
Don't resist this,
You'll fit just fine.
I carved out a perfect space,
To fit your hourglass waist.
I'm stacking these bricks for you my dear,
Encasing your beauty forever.
Just a few more...and you'll be gorgeously preserved.
Damn, I should have built in a mirror.
Now babe,
You need to stop crying.
I know you're thrilled to be forever mine.
But the neighbours will hear,
I fear they'll take you, and commit perverse crimes.
The kind of beauty I could hide in my walls.
Hidden from the eager eyes of scum.
So what do you say doll?
I'll treat you nice, real nice.
Shield you from the cancerous rays,
Protecting that pale quivering face.
Why are you shaking?
Don't resist this,
You'll fit just fine.
I carved out a perfect space,
To fit your hourglass waist.
I'm stacking these bricks for you my dear,
Encasing your beauty forever.
Just a few more...and you'll be gorgeously preserved.
Damn, I should have built in a mirror.
Now babe,
You need to stop crying.
I know you're thrilled to be forever mine.
But the neighbours will hear,
I fear they'll take you, and commit perverse crimes.
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