| Hunger calling, stomach growling
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| No food around to feast
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| Haven’t eaten for so long
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| Tastebuds no longer in need
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| Looking upon mirages
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| Of piles of infested grain
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| Bellies bloated beyond their limit
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| They’re only filled with air and pain
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| The smell of rotting flesh
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| Fill the air from the dead
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| Utter madness
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| Eyes glazed over with
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| A blank stare, nothing said
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| Mind destinized
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| Extinction and sickness
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| Hovering clouds of stench
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| The weak ones will vanish
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| Human jaws taste human flesh
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| Now they’re Dropping Like Flies
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| One by one
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| Dropping Like Flies
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| Dropping Like Flies
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| Constant moaning and crying
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| Very hard to think
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| Only filthy water to consume
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| Famine pushing you to the brink
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| No one even helping
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| UNICEF, what a joke!
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| Must eat the insects
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| Fell them crawl up your throat
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| Excruciating pain
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| Amputate limbs for food
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| Convulsing stomach
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| Drinking blood to quench the thirst
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| Now they’re Dropping Like Flies
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| One by one
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| Dropping Like Flies
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| Dropping Like Flies
|
| Stomach growling, hunger calling
|
| No food around to feast
|
| Haven’t eaten for so long
|
| Tastebuds no longer in need
|
| Looking upon mirages
|
| Of piles of infested grain
|
| Bellies bloated beyond their limit
|
| They’re only filled with air and pain
|
| Now they’re Dropping Like Flies
|
| One by one
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| Dropping Like Flies |