Lyrics The Dear Hunter – The Poison Woman
Text:
The seed of the apothecary, an heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make as they expel
A breath, the soul from their chest
She laughs a little, but never makes a sound
She swears she’s offering you something savory (What lies she tells)
So take a drink, her product’s number one (Right down the hatch)
And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication, well,
Just one drop is more than enough
She never dwells on penitence,
Advancing in a haze
A million men have reached an end,
A side effect of incompetence
She laughs a little, but never smiles
She swears she’s offering you something savory (What lies she tells)
So take a drink, her product’s number one (Right down the hatch)
And now, it seems, a smooth intoxication, well,
Just one drop is more than enough
She has her superstitions
They’ve got their rational on call
(They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)
Shes got a new tradition, involving ethylene glycol
(They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)
She has no apprehension, habit sustains her wickedness
(They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance)
With the weight of the world on her shoulders, she
Don’t want none of the sins as they unfurl in her palms, in her palms
Take this bottle
Album
The Dear Hunter – Life And Death
