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The Anthropologist (Explicit) - Malice Jones
Take the scalpel and
Cut his chest open
Witches' bodies are broken
Because of some bloody men
Behavior analysis
Study the species
With one kiss
I'll tell you who you is
The gallows' already burning
Try to scratch my skin
I'll turn you to ashes darling
Outside rain is pouring
I need to kill time or make it seem
Shorter than it is
Picture myself running in the hills
I just can't afford to miss it
Can't wait til we move to Paris
Til then I'll keep on playing
As some kind of a mentalist
Sociologist overall scientist
The anthropologist
The anthropologist
Oh dear there she comes
She's lost control
These past few months
A mad physicist who takes some
Poor boys to be tested on
Dissecting the feelings inside
Try to understand why they hide
I guess their chemistry's pretty wild
And everyone thinks that I don't mind
She's waiting for the one she misses
She wants someone to heal her limbs
But these men are only stitches
And to them she's just
Another one of these *****es
Her friends say she's a curiosity
But truly they think she's slutty
All she wants is to feel and be free
And the void in her heart to be filled
I just can't afford to miss it
Can't wait til we move to Paris
Til then I'll keep on playing
As some kind of a mentalist
Sociologist overall scientist
The anthropologist
The anthropologist
Dye my hair a new color
Craving revenge and fire
Study them is that a cure
Dye my hair a new color
Craving revenge and fire
In my cabinet I count the hours
Dye my hair a new color
Craving revenge and fire
Study them is that a cure
Dye my hair a new color
Craving revenge and fire
In my cabinet I count the hours
