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Blood loop, beautiful
I was walking down the hall
Why the energy?
Is it just an excuse for the enemy?

Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning

Late call, hit for six
Walk trial in the park, portraitless
My mind is on the couch
My mind is all on, it's all about

Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning

Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning

I've woken up again
I burnt the toast again
I don't need lies again
You're such a selfish motherfucker

Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning