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You slither in a room, a shadow on the wall
Got a sweet little smile, waiting for the fall
Plant a whispered story, watch the fire catch
Light another match, and then you slam the latch
Oh, you love to stir the pot, make a tangled mess
Thrive inside the chaos, I must confess
But if you're gonna stir the shit, baby, here's the rule
You gotta be prepared to lick the spoon
You draw your little lines, make your battleground
Turn a friend to foe without a single sound
Play the wounded party, with a trembling chin
But I see the hungry devil grinning deep within
Oh, you love to stir the pot, make a tangled mess
Thrive inside the chaos, I must confess
But if you're gonna stir the shit, baby, here's the rule
You gotta be prepared to lick the spoon
I'm not looking for a war, I don't want the fight
But I won't let your darkness swallow up my light
You thought I was just paper, you could tear and burn
Well, honey, there's a lesson that you're gonna learn
'Cause you love to stir the pot, make a tangled mess
Thrive inside the chaos, I must confess
But if you're gonna stir the shit, baby, here's the rule
You gotta be prepared to lick the spoon
Yeah, you gotta lick the spoon
Go on, taste what you have brewed
It's your turn now
To lick the spoon