Animals

They fight
Like animals
I crumble and fall to the floor
They break my mold
And take my control

They mumble like cannibals
They look like I'm butter on toast
They bite and groan
And sell off my tongue

Ahh ahh

They fight like
Like animals
They'll swallow your meat raw
And ounce by ounce
Like a hound's leftover
One bite at a time
And then at each other
They hunt and taunt
And pray for a lover
To give them what they had
But gave over
And ounce by ounce
Like a hound's leftovers
One bite a time
And then at each other

It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright by me
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's alright

Say that ain't me
Walking on a dream
With a nightmare theme
Skin burns crisp

Blow that petrol breeze
And count to three
But your eyes on me
As I turn and twist

But that ain't me
Walking on your dream
With a nightmare theme
Skin burns crisp

So blow that petrol breeze
Baby count to three
But your eyes on me
As I turn and twist



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Writer(s): Bernardo Castilla
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