Fuck There's a line A sick divide Between myself And the one I hide Spend my days trying to kill This part of me but it's breathing still Hold tight Don't object My name is Death Baby And I came to collect I came to collect Your soul Sweet talker Fall on the floor I cannot beg you anymore You're so happy I'll never know You're suspended as I'm bleeding slow I'm bleeding I'm bleeding I'm bleeding slow I'm bleeding I'm bleeding I'm bleeding slow Hold tight Don't object My name is Death Baby And I came to collect I came to collect Your soul Now your voice starts to decay I never listened anyway I am a sinner Until my bitter end If this is who I am Why the fuck should I pretend? Hold tight Don't object My name is Death Baby And I came to collect I came to collect Your fucking soul I'll be my own saviour I'll pick the worms from my teeth