a chicken on the assembly line feathers plucked and upside down lived for what you wanted it to be so it could lay some eggs from wreck Hope the parasite searches for a new host a salary so ridiculously high it can afford your outcries like God receiving rituals so alien they leave Him cold hunter, butcher, pacifist chewing on chicken wings fire, go back to the caves what do we want, will we be saved trying not to lose it but we are lit an expectation to which we kneel and pray for liberation dead ants in a jar of honey the last soul still fixed on money one color policy true colors underneath fire, go back to the caves what do we want, will we be saved trying not to lose it but we are lit trying not to lose it in movies, in books and music I'm lost in you forgive me for what I have to say all I ever knew was love I am dead crying over you all I ever was was love hunter, butcher, pacifist chewing on chicken wingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
