The Dear Hunter - The Poison Woman
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[00:00.000]The Poison Woman - The Dear Hunter
[00:01.331]The seed of the apothecary
[00:07.865]An heir to aided ends
[00:12.281]She loves the sound
[00:16.008]They make as they expel
[00:21.435]A breath the soul
[00:24.295]From their chest
[00:27.600]She laughs a little
[00:31.113]But never makes a sound
[00:39.397]She swears she's offering
[00:41.919]You something savory
[00:45.478]So take a drink
[00:47.149]Her product's number one
[00:51.831]And now it seems
[00:53.050]A smooth intoxication well
[00:58.185]Just one drop is more than enough
[01:05.858]She never dwells on penitence
[01:12.222]Advancing in a haze
[01:18.089]A million men have reached an end
[01:24.198]A side effect of incompetence
[01:32.210]She laughs a little
[01:34.314]But never smiles
[01:37.276]She swears she's offering you
[01:39.986]Something savory
[01:43.683]So take a drink
[01:45.133]Her product's number one
[01:50.381]And now it seems
[01:51.381]A smooth intoxication well
[01:56.536]Just one drop is more than enough
[02:00.190]She has her superstitions
[02:03.206]They've got their rational on call
[02:06.556]They never saw it coming
[02:09.362]They never stood a chance
[02:12.766]Shes got a new tradition
[02:15.686]Involving ethylene glycol
[02:19.390]They never saw it coming
[02:21.795]They never stood a chance
[02:25.154]She has no apprehension
[02:28.117]Habit sustains her wickedness
[02:31.268]They never saw it coming
[02:34.377]They never stood a chance
[03:02.912]With the weight of the world
[03:06.164]On her shoulders she
[03:07.914]Don't want none of the sins
[03:10.794]As they unfurl in her palms
[03:14.365]In her palms
[03:16.360]With the weight of the world
[03:19.160]On her shoulders she
[03:20.960]Don't want none of the sins
[03:23.871]As they unfurl in her palms
[03:27.273]In her palms
[03:30.393]Take this bottle
[03:33.398]Take this bottle
[03:36.802]Take this bottle
[03:42.217]Take this bottle
[03:45.530]Take this bottle
[03:48.686]Take this bottle
[04:36.124]Take
文本歌词
The Poison Woman - The Dear Hunter
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
So take a drink
Her product's number one
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
So take a drink
Her product's number one
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
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
Take this bottle
Take this bottle
Take this bottle
Take this bottle
Take this bottle
Take