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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
A piece of meat Hey, you’re looking pretty neat A piece of meat There’s nobody left to be A piece of meat Now everybody’s watching Hit the window, let it replace your skin There is no love, just a piece of meat I know you’d pamper all of us If it prevented your decline Well, suburbia is burning Bring your friends to the barbeque A piece of meat Did you gather up your leash? A piece of meat I guess nobody cares A piece of meat The whole world’s waiting Hit the window, let it replace your skin There is no hope, you’re just a piece of meat Show your teeth Before you sink them in I’m just a hard-worn-man With a cut for every inch of skin When your prison cell is barred You’re just another piece… |
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