Meat & Greet

He's in the last cell, stay to the left
Thank you
Don't get close to the glass, and be careful
If he smells your fear, he'll eat you alive

Hello, Clarice, nothing's free at this meat-and-greet
Quid pro quo as we go, spare me any deceit
(Take a seat)
A trainee desperate for some information
Skipped poor white trash by one generation
Don't test me
Don't test me

The silence is circling
Like lambs to a slaughter
This dance never ends
Cut in and savor the consequence

No, my darling Agent Starling, these are not just thrill kills
Let my mind help you find the fiend who fits the bill
(Or blood will spill)
Contrast his nasty habit with my refined palate
Then tell me who kills in poor taste
Don't let a good meal go to waste

The silence is circling
Like lambs to a slaughter
This dance never ends
Cut in and savor the consequence
Defiled, starved, then skinned
Like many before her
It's happened again
We've all found a flavor we can't resist

The starling spreads her wings
While the evil threads the needle, so it seems
The moth is pulling her strings
Forced to dwell within his hell to stop the screams
One final flight for vanity
(I'd fuck me)

Put the lotion in the basket
Bid farewell, then close the casket

Put the lotion in the basket
Bid farewell, then close the casket

The silence is circling
Like lambs to a slaughter
This dance never ends
Cut in and savor the consequence
Defiled, starved, then skinned
Like many before her
It's happened again
We've all found a flavor we can't resist

The silence is circling
It's circling
Cut in and savor the consequence
We've all found a flavor we can't resist

I'd fuck me



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Writer(s): Joseph Occhiuti, Andrew Fulk, Spencer Charnas, Stephen Sopchak, Daniel Sugarman
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