Eating the Porridge and Killing the Bears
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Lyrics
Your gift horse has brought flies, and the stench is unbearable. I'm left with no option, but to embrace apathy and loneliness. Took a train to New York City, met a guy who I thought was pretty. Tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole, begging to nurse its mouth to health. Strip the skin from the inside out, you didn't think they'd notice. (You looked them straight in the face) I always said that we'd watch them die. (You looked them straight in the face)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 01:38
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 136 BPM