you at the slaughterhouse
a Saturday night
You're loud enough to cover
up the screams inside
I looked in your eyes, I saw the walking dead
When we kissed,
I could taste the blood on
your breath
The thrill of the hunt
makes me feel alive
I know what you got on your mind tonight
You want flesh
You're a flesh eater
You need flesh
Flesh eater
We're all born cannibals
You don't have to die
A flesh eater
It's kill or be killed,
it's always been that way
The cries of the animals are so far away
You see yourself reflected
in a hungry boy's eyes
It's a hunger that can never be satisfied
When you look behind the mirror
there's no escape
You're just another bag of bones
wrapped in powder and paint
You want flesh, flesh eater
You need flesh, flesh eater
We're all born cannibals,
we don't have to die,
our flesh either, no, oh no
And in the end to them,
you're just another piece of meat
Well I'm choked with emotion,
your own kind tastes so sweet
Well, there's got to be
more to life than this
There's got to be more, baby
I said there's got to be
more to life than this
I'm getting stronger with every kiss
Yes, I am
Feeling better, baby, have another drink
Stick this rock right in
so you don't have to think
Open up, open up, open up baby
Open up, I'm coming in
You say you won't be with me tonight
You better be ready
for some religion in your life
I'm no more flesh, flesh eater
No more flesh, baby
I'm your flesh eater
We're all born cannibals
You don't have to die
Fresh, fresh, eater
Fresh, fresh eater
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