| You are sick, I am guilty of this, I am in the shop
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| Sticking pieces of old flesh
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| A breath of fresh blood, satisfied
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| Twisted everything into a clip
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| Sent to feed the livestock of the colonies
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| I know - you will eat what I have prepared
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| I know you ate, but you don't remember exactly
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| Call for help, I'm already covered
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| There are vegetables with meat in the river of your blood
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| I'm in the shop, there's a ton here
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| If you don't eat, then you won't live
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| 18kg is a lot, man
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| This is a whole pallet packed in bags
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| A sticker on a product is not herbs or tobacco
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| I remember how the fog dissolved the tracks from the truck
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| Children ate for a long time, ate everything, both old and young
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| This is sick meat stuff only for my plug
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| A sticker on a product is not herbs or tobacco
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| I remember how the fog dissolved the tracks from the truck
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| You are sick, I am guilty of this, I am in the shop
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| Sticking pieces of old flesh
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| A breath of fresh blood, satisfied
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| Twisted everything into a clip
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| Sent to feed the livestock of the colonies
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| I know - you will eat what I have prepared
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| I know you ate, but you don't remember exactly
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| Call for help, I'm already covered
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| There are vegetables with meat in the river of your blood
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| Happy Meal (Happy Meal)
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| Meat, meat, meat, meat (eat, eat, eat)
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| Straight from the underworld (hee hee, ah, ah)
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| Flesh to flesh, knife to hand, chrome table
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| Sticker pieces - eighteen kilos
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| Not herbs, not tobacco
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| Splash of blood on the floor
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| I'm stickering for the second time for dead flesh
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| I feed my children animals
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| Despite the stench, they
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| They gobble up tightly, the livestock howls
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| Tastes like animal fear
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| Death cry in my head
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| Died in the livestock workshop of the colonies
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| Herds howl to me in unison
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| I hear their cries through my sleep
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| I fed them their friends
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| I gave tons of bodies for food
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| Herds howl to me in unison
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| I hear their cries through my sleep
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| I fed them their friends
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| I gave tons of bodies for food
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| You are sick, I am guilty of this, I am in the shop
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| Sticking pieces of old flesh
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| A breath of fresh blood, satisfied
|
| Twisted everything into a clip
|
| Sent to feed the livestock of the colonies
|
| I know - you will eat what I have prepared
|
| I know you ate, but you don't remember exactly
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| Call for help, I'm already covered
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| There are vegetables with meat in the river of your blood |