🕷️🕸️Purple Widow Predator [Remix of @NoMiNoYo-Noe]

Electropop Grunge, Rockabilly Tango, Bluegrass Rock, Hyper-blues Rock

[Verse 1]
I'm a predator.

I'm a predator and I'm sorry, baby, but you're going to be my dinner tonight. Don't complain, it could be worse. Imagine if I were a herbivore, I couldn't be your prey tonight and we'd both be eating grass.

I'm not a preacher's son and I'm not going to sell you anything you don't want to buy.

[Verse 2]
Ladies, how many times has a guy sworn he’s not a predator, swearing that his hands are clean and halo shining bright at night?
How many practiced little smiles, soft denial in his eyes while he is circling you slowly in the neon light?
You let him talk about his heart, about his scars, about his pain, like you don’t see the sharpened hunger in his grin.
You keep your lipstick like a warning, keep your heels like sharpened blades, and hide the poison in the places where he wants to sin.

[Chorus]
Ladies, how many times have they claimed they’re not hunters, just sweet gentlemen who only want to keep you safe and warm?
How many times have you listened while your instincts screamed inside, while your fingers traced the outlines of your hidden thorn?
You’ve got your own kind of armor, got your web and wicked charm, you spin a silk that pulls him closer while you choose the game.
You flash those black widow spider teeth, show your weapons in the dark, let him know that if he bites you, you will do the same.

[Verse 3]
I'm not a tiger, I'm not a lion, I'm not a leopard, I'm not a wolf, I'm not a brown bear, baby, but I am a predator. My fangs give me away.

I am a predator.

[Outro]
Ladies, how many times have you smiled and let them talk, counting every little red flag that they proudly wear?
You’ve learned to dance along the edge, to bare your venom with a grin, you are the shadow in the spotlight, you’re the answered prayer.
So when he swears he isn’t danger, swears he’s gentle, swears he’s tame, you let your black widow spider teeth catch in the light.
You are the hunter in the story, you’re the storm he didn’t see, and you decide if he’s your dinner or survives the night.

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[Verse 1] I'm a predator. I'm a predator and I'm sorry, baby, but you're going to be my dinner tonight. Don't complain, it could be worse. Imagine if I were a herbivore, I couldn't be your prey tonight and we'd both be eating grass. I'm not a preacher's son and I'm not going to sell you anything you don't want to buy. [Verse 2] Ladies, how many times has a guy sworn he’s not a predator, swearing that his hands are clean and halo shining bright at night? How many practiced little smiles, soft denial in his eyes while he is circling you slowly in the neon light? You let him talk about his heart, about his scars, about his pain, like you don’t see the sharpened hunger in his grin. You keep your lipstick like a warning, keep your heels like sharpened blades, and hide the poison in the places where he wants to sin. [Chorus] Ladies, how many times have they claimed they’re not hunters, just sweet gentlemen who only want to keep you safe and warm? How many times have you listened while your instincts screamed inside, while your fingers traced the outlines of your hidden thorn? You’ve got your own kind of armor, got your web and wicked charm, you spin a silk that pulls him closer while you choose the game. You flash those black widow spider teeth, show your weapons in the dark, let him know that if he bites you, you will do the same. [Verse 3] I'm not a tiger, I'm not a lion, I'm not a leopard, I'm not a wolf, I'm not a brown bear, baby, but I am a predator. My fangs give me away. I am a predator. [Outro] Ladies, how many times have you smiled and let them talk, counting every little red flag that they proudly wear? You’ve learned to dance along the edge, to bare your venom with a grin, you are the shadow in the spotlight, you’re the answered prayer. So when he swears he isn’t danger, swears he’s gentle, swears he’s tame, you let your black widow spider teeth catch in the light. You are the hunter in the story, you’re the storm he didn’t see, and you decide if he’s your dinner or survives the night.

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