The Dear Hunter - The Poison Woman Lyrics

The seed of the apothecary
An heir to aided ends
She loves the sound they make
As they expel
A breath
The soul from the chest

She laughs a little
But never makes a sound

She swears she's offering you something savory
So take a drink of product number one
And now it seems a smooth intoxication
Well, just one drop is more than enough

She never dwells on penitence
Advancing in a haze
Besides the fast of incompetence

She laughs a little
But never smiles

She swears she's offering you something savory
So take a drink of product number one
And now it seems a smooth intoxication
Well, just one drop is more than enough

She has her superstitions
They've got their rationale on call
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]
Shes got a new tradition
(...?)
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]
She has no apprehension
Habit sustains her wickedness
[They never saw it coming, they never stood a chance]

[Repeat: x2]
With the weight of the world
On her shoulders
She don't want none
Of the sins
As they unfurl
In her palms,
In her palms

[Repeat: x6]
Take this bottle