terça-feira, 26 de junho de 2018

Feed myself

The city has an appetite
No notion of the future
Eyes on lunch and dinner
come and join the meal

The deadline comes before the paycheck
strategy is sauce, obesity is checkmate
Ambition is a quartely dinner plate
so you better eat it all up

They threw love and stuff in the landfill crapper
invalidated like pretty Christmas wrapper
and all that's prized is the will to hunger
digest that under your well worked lungs

Have you got eyes bigger than your stomach
you want to leave the table full and fuss
To keep those landfills churning the methane over us
I might just ignite it all in the name of rot and rust

For the force that can eat more than your hunger, is fire
it lights up the shadows within all of you teeth for hire
show me another meal steaming and edible
come and join us at the table, be entrée and visible




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