Ten - Lamb To The Slaughter lyrics

She she there you she for no chains could try to hold her tonight and when you if she she put her pedal to the metal screaming that she won she kissing her knife she man to the slaughter wild in the sheels...man she she and by the look of her face it her aim is steady, in for the attack and she may purr like a cat but her glaws will leave some scars on your back in the jungle night she and the candlelight is no place to face the lion alone she so much better than the others before but you pay her debt when you fly without a net and you fall...you fall...