Ants In Her Trance
I've got arms like antfarms, she's got a face I won't forget
Conceived the night her parents met
Our hands touch, cold, listen for certain city sounds
And move underground

He's blushing from a stomach stab
Embarassment is on our hands
Ain't nothing gonna be alright tonight

You've got what we need, notify your family
Notify your children and your wife
Swish, cut, like second nature
We'll push a broken bottle through your flesh
And end your life

He's blushing from a stomach stab
Embarassment is on our hands
Ain't nothing gonna be alright tonight

It's time for you to meet your maker
Say goodbye to your blood
Tonight there, there's no escaping
We'll catch you if you run
It's time for you to meet your maker
Say goodbye to your blood
Tonight there, there's no escaping
We'll catch you if you run
He's blushing from a stomach stab
Embarassment is on our hands
He's blushing from a stomach stab
Embarassment is on our hands
He's blushing from a stomach stab
Embarassment is on our hands
He's blushing from a stomach stab
Embarassment is on our hands