Darling Disconnector - Delicious - Single

Delicious

Not a matter of pleasure
But the assumption of death
The dream will die
If they open they're eyes
May I say something
No that's fine

Wine and dine me
Take me out to dinner
The viscosity of this mixture
Sticks to the bones like butter

Harvest my insides
My emotion worth money
My degradation worth money
Currency in head games
Blank checks are a blank soul
Matter of fact is a matter of business
Eat away at your placard
On your desk
That's not your name
You have no name

Eat this
Shoot this up
You want it inside
Ready to clean

Delicious

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Writer(s): Brook Pittinger
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