A man disguised as friend
A trick made good
They lick their lips like dogs before a
Feeding frenzy
It’s the nature of the treat
Like a child with too many sweets
I'll make you into anything you want
Political games you laugh like falling dice
An impeccable six is always your advice
With my hunger you could scratch my skin
Cause you could never be to rich
Your woman never too thin
You say we come from nothing
You say we need your lie to survive
It’s the nature of the treat
Like a child with too many sweets
I'll make you into anything you want
