Scumbag Blues

Innocence has no resistance,
Hence the wicked counselor such as I
You won't make it out,
You won't make it out
Shall I lead you to my parlor?
Poison offered disguised in just your size
You won't make it out,
You won't make it out

You may think me altruistic
Feel my dark hypnosis closing in
You won't make it out,
You won't make it out

Then you grow cold,
Cold, as a stare
As if no, none,
Could compare
But you don't know how close to ensnare
When I control
You will
despair.

You won't make it out,
You won't make it out

Sycophancy solipsistic,
Spider plays the fool to lure the fly
You won't make it out
You won't make it out

Then you grow cold,
Cold, as a stare
As if no, none,
Could compare
But you don't know how close to ensnare
When I control
You will despair