Slender-man bitches
Hands like zombie witches
Bite me with the kisses
Love you till' my finish
Shawty so cold, though she hot like the Summer
Shawty so hot, but she cold like the Winter
Why you call me sinner just want pussy for dinner
See you looking at me like I'm some sort of killer
Some sort of killer
Some sort of killer
Some sort of killer
Some sort of killer
Like seasons we change
Like the sunset we fade
Like material we trade
Like a rope we're frayed
Like moths to a flame
Like the cold of the shade
Like molded clay
And we all get remade
Slender-man bitches
Hands like zombie witches
Bite me with the kisses
Love you till' my finish
Slender-man bitches
Hands like zombie witches
Bite me with the kisses
Love you till' my finish