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Slender.
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Spree. Free fall from the 8th story
Head first, concrete flooring
Wait for it...SPLAT
The alley scene is gory
"Geez! Is that Cory?"
Too evil for heaven or hell
Swagger so purgatory
I'm dwindling in the in-between
Where I see friends of me pretending like
Good people were my enemies
I feel but I'm not felt
Stuck in a state of reject
Where the melancholy reside
And stoners astral project
I had no one to protect
So I creep through the homes
As an unknown, preying upon tender white girls
And light skin hoes
I watch them remove clothes
And as my dick becomes erect
I start to manifest
A transparent boy is bold
Have I told you yet, that this isn't just a nightmare?
Oh I did?
Well bend over, baby girl, and don't say shit
I hope ligature
Is your signature
You can run, I'll follow
My space is miniature
Can I be your ghost?
Can I be your Slender Man, Slender Man?
Facial features are overrated
I'm a cryptid creature, you hate dating
You love the hollow feel, I love your flavor
Shit's looking like it'll work out in our favor
But you tell anybody of your misbehavior
A monster can evolve from your savior
These arms can grow to torture
Take your soul and enslave ya
But.....
I can stay gentle
As long you open your legs
And keep your mouth closed to parentals
I swear I'm not a figment of your mental
Just the fact that I'm what you need is coincidental
You can go for a ride
And I can go deeper if you pull on my tie
I think I'm fly in noble wear
You can moan in my ear
But quiet enough to wear no one else can hear
This is the mere embodiment of sexual thrill and fear
I don't need to say shit
My intent is clear
Have I told you yet, that this isn't just a nightmare?
Oh I did?
Well bend over, baby girl, and don't say shit
I hope ligature
Is your signature
You can run, I'll follow
My space is miniature
Can I be your ghost?
Can I be your Slender Man, Slender Man?
Run, I won't let up
Can you smell the herbs?
That means I'm about to catch up
Collect my letters
You know I can't speak
When you get to 8
Then you can see me
Have I told you yet, that this isn't just a nightmare?
Oh I did?
Well bend over, baby girl, and don't say shit
I hope ligature
Is your signature
You can run, I'll follow
My space is miniature
Can I be your ghost?
Can I be your Slender Man, Slender Man?
Faceless.
