Food

Food by joybuzzarD
A song about hunting, about food, and also about love. (lyrics below)
From the album 'Nihilist Hymns, Drinking Tunes and Favorite Songs For Whistling At The Northern Lights'
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Lyrics:
Though my food still thinks of itself as you, my dinner plan's on time despite your negative attitude
And the food that thinks of itself as you can run and hide but I'll still find it, I know the game improves the taste
There's flavour in the chase
Exausted meat is softer, yes, it sounds strange but it's true
And the food that thinks of itself as you
Is cornered, panting, almost fainting, one thing left to do
And the food that thought of itself as you is sweet and tender, juicy, tasty, oh so soft to chew
And life feeds on life
It's a simple fact of life that the fact that you're alive means something had to die
And I can't see why I wouldn't trade your's for mine
I love the food that thinks of itself as you
I love the food that thought of itself as you
So I love you