Текст песни When You Eat Yourself, First Start with Your Head up Your Arse - Crywank
                                                Orange 
                                                binge 
                                                come 
                                                carriages 
                                                sky 
                                                high
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ask 
                                                why! 
                                                No 
                                                whinge. 
                                                Carriage 
                                                kite 
                                                fly 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                bite? 
                                                try! 
                                                lozenge 
                                                and 
                                                quince
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jelly 
                                                hair 
                                                wash 
                                                with 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sink
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lemon 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                toe, 
                                                aloe 
                                                vera 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                drink
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raspy 
                                                berry 
                                                lisps 
                                                heavy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wispy 
                                                hair 
                                                forget 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dance 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                cherry
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                very 
                                                cleverly 
                                                constructed 
                                                fuck 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                spill 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                sippy 
                                                cup
 
                                    
                                
                                                Free 
                                                will 
                                                for 
                                                shitty 
                                                nugs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can't 
                                                relate 
                                                to 
                                                bugs
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                excel, 
                                                live 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                bodies 
                                                are 
                                                    a 
                                                superfood
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                rude, 
                                                carnivore 
                                                come 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can 
                                                or 
                                                can't, 
                                                will 
                                                or 
                                                won't 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                I'm 
                                                an 
                                                old 
                                                woman
 
                                    
                                
                                                Find 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                shoe 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                    a 
                                                bad 
                                                wife
 
                                    
                                
                                                Laces 
                                                untied, 
                                                sipping 
                                                on 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Brandy 
                                                is 
                                                fine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feeling 
                                                divine
 
                                    
                                
                                                More 
                                                shit 
                                                to 
                                                dine
 
                                    
                                
                                                More 
                                                bits 
                                                to 
                                                try
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                left 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                fuck 
                                                    a 
                                                hole 
                                                    I 
                                                dug 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                earth
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                covered 
                                                in 
                                                muck 
                                                and 
                                                dirt, 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                happier
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                but 
                                                unhappy 
                                                her, 
                                                if 
                                                she 
                                                saw 
                                                me 
                                                performing
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                ground 
                                                warms 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                warning
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                worms 
                                                they 
                                                be 
                                                absolving 
                                                with 
                                                what 
                                                once 
                                                was 
                                                revolving
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                left 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                gyrate 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                mound 
                                                    a 
                                                mole 
                                                left 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                they 
                                                left 
                                                their 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                contemplate 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                ground 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                push 
                                                myself 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                    I 
                                                rub 
                                                against 
                                                me 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                your 
                                                house
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                bathe 
                                                myself 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                bath 
                                                of 
                                                scum, 
                                                    I 
                                                found 
                                                it 
                                                fun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Covering 
                                                clean 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sticky 
                                                obscene
 
                                    
                                
                                                Awake 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Did 
                                                    a 
                                                nightmare 
                                                just 
                                                turn 
                                                you 
                                                on?
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                hard 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                feel 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                hard 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                feel 
                                                wronged
 
                                    
                                
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