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your gift horse has brought flies
and the stench is unbearable
im left with no option but to embrace apathy
and loneliness hoping that i die

took a train to new york city,
met a guy 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 didnt think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face)
i always knew we'd watch them die
Thanks to Justin / Finalfantasyfreq@yahoo.com for submitting Eating The Porridge, Killing The Bears Lyrics.

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