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I'll cut you into little bitty pieces
Or freeze you 'til your blood runs cold
Or stab you 'til your heart stops pumpin
I'm here to realize your wish from what I'm told
Like a genie in a bottle
You are trapped in here to play
This game of choosing what I offer
But either way you'll end up choosing what I say
Count the ways, oh, one by one
Make your choice, let's have some fun
Let me tell you all the things that I can do
To fulfill your wishes that they may come true
Now let's get talking little cupcake
No screaming here will aid you through
This game of choosing, little cupcake
Will help you realize what you want to do
Electrocution seems enticing
But so is freezing in the cold
Too many options and decisions
So choose what you would like without the dice to roll
I am the brilliant, one you call intelligent
Of all the ways to pass from this life in an instant
The probability that you'll die in tranquility
Is slim to none when you're in the chest of hostility
Count the ways, oh, one by one
Make your choice, let's have some fun
Let me tell you all the things that I can do
To fulfill your wishes that they may come true
Count the ways, oh, one by one
Make your choice, let's have some fun
Let me tell you all the things that I can do
To fulfill your wishes that they may come true
Silly Millie why remorse
Just let nature take it's course

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