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Fad Gadget - One Man's Meat lyrics
I felt like dropping down Sick in the street I could hardly care about walking Dragged along with no force in my feet And all the bones in me knocking Worn down by caution Make numb with restrain In all of my sweetness I retch and I faint One man's meat But I could not taste the poison I'm so beat Now my life is not worth living I'll just walk the street 'Till I feel like dropping down I could be steeped in the wwashing and weeping Or burn up in frenzy or fire A whistful wish for the having and keeping A desperate leed led by desire Wrapped in the moment Weighed by thought I stretch on the pavement And feel myself caught One man's meat But I could not taste the poison I'm so beat Now my life is not worth living I'll just walk the street 'Till I feel like dropping down One man's meat I'm so beat One man's meat I'll just walk the street Wrapped in the moment Weighed by thought I stretch on the pavement And feel myself caught One man's meat But I could not taste the poison I'm so beat That I feel like dropping down One man's meat Now my life is not worth living I'll just walk the street 'Till I feel like dropping down |
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