not meant to rhyme

Let me in, I wanna find your deepest desires

to throw you into a blackhole of unsatisfaction

Trust me, I'll fight your insecurities

'till I show you I was never worth it

Wanna dig you out, 'cause I love to bury

Sand toys were my childhood favorite

Let me dive to the source of your deepest fear

in order to leave it under your bed

I'm a diver, be my ocean

so I can bring death to all fish

I'm a soulsucker, help me out

We tie your hands to the bed

so that they can't touch

But let your feet be

then they'll think they're free

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