Lyrics to Eating The Porridge, Killing The Bears
your gift horse has brought flies
and the stench is unbareable
i'm left with no option,
but to embrace apathy and loneliness
hoping that i die
i took a train to new york city
met a guy who i THOUGHT was pretty [2x]
tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole
strip the skin from the inside out
you didnt think they'd notice [2x]
you didnt think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face) i always said that we'd watch them die 2x
(you looked them straight in the face)
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