Kute

I think you're kute, I'll keep you in the cellar
Show you to the children, kill me after dinner
You're alright
You look like someone I could bury in the garden
Cover you in diamonds when I die

And when I die
And when I die
And when I die

I'll dig you up
I'll tear out all your feathers
Cook you in the oven, burn myself
What is mommy cookin'?
She looks like a baby

You love me
Do you love me?
You wanna die

You really wanna see us laughin' at your body
Floating down the river, baby, you're pathetic
You are God, you are God, you are God
You are God, you are God, you are God
You are God