Folly À DeuxI wish I was a prey animal
I could hold someone without them flinching at the visible claws on my paw
They wouldn't need see the fangs peeking through my maw
I wouldn't have to worry about holding them too hard and breaking their fragile body
Not worry about my instincts pouring through my veins fall upon their face
Dripping a sickly red on pure white breed
Not scare off the white bunnies to leave
But I'm just some carnivore cannibal
