Meat Market

I can see you
I can smell you
Come sit with me
Be my envy

I will work you
I will take you
My disciple
I consume you

I will save you
I will make you
To a perfect
Money maker

And you'll worship
My consumption
And I own you
Perfect puppet

And I can't get away
With your strings I like to play

I am the star, See me pawn?
Follow me to every dawn

Bring me prophets
My utensils
Make me wealthy
Feed my anger

Across the nation
We devour
Hungry people
Manson makers

Hook and skin you
Dismember you
Just to feed my
Vicious vomit

Yes you'll thank me
And you'll love me
At my table
Eat then eaten

And I can't get away
With your strings I like to play

I am the star, See me pawn?
Follow me to every dawn

When you take it apart
(We are hungry)
We're all that's left
(We are waiting)
People on the bottom
(We are hungry)
Scraping for scraps
(We are waiting)

Oh we are fine
(We are hungry)
But we are not
(We are waiting)
Tell us your lies
(We are hungry)
That's all we get
(Tired of waiting)

And I can't get away
With your strings I like to play

I am the star, See me pawn?
Follow me to every dawn

Yea
Break it down
Yea
Burn it down
Uh huh
Break it down
Yea
Burn it down

Oh shit
Too much flambé
Holy shit



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Pederson
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