Damn I need a smoke so much
While I keep an eye on them
They've come closer these days
They've smelled something
Am I so weak I do already smell death ?
I should have been more careful
At first I thought they were just
Smelling each other assholes
I should have trust my guts
They were hiding in the flock
Now my guts are eating themselves
And they're all circles and spirals
And my mind is burning in a fever
This is not a mare, this is real life
Am I so weak I do already smell death ?
This is not a mare, this is my life
The cannibals dream team is all ready
Damn I need a gun so much
So I could clear some space
And shut some greedy mouths
But they're so many !
And so disguised !
Can I have my last cigarette ?
You'd tear and devour
And piss on my carion
So I guess I'm all yours now
You, carnivores.
