Iron Maiden The Evil That Men Do

When I die, auction off all my body parts
Let's see what Oddy cost, summon my skull to shawty's cross
Got all these opps on my dick, like it's made of metal
Makin' so much money, it's like my boss is the devil
She knows me, she loves me, now I ran out of petals
Within the ground of those bits, I rip this phony stem forever
I portray all my pain in an homage to my sufferin' saint tale
I been recoverin', I'm staining your world grey, y'all get back to colouring

Slickity, slickity sloth, [?]
Shoot up the mask, it will [?]
Dippin' my arms in the fire and get cuffed like it come with pliers
Liars all around me talkin', hugs and love attaching
Kisses that comes with riches just so they can touch my trust
Fuck, that's some hard motherfuckin' truth
Still contemplatin' suicide, just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt, call the skank up to pretend she love me