Cannibalism Isn't Clean

 

 

when I'm dead and feel this down, low

pick a place, the night sets in

I'm home again, where I belong

I'll creep around your corner

humour you until you ask me so politely to go

can't you see you're not free?

you're just bored, maybe dying, pretending to breathe

and you call your people

could they just be excuses for letting me, begging me to go?

don't sign your heart over when you're not

ready to be a part of me

cannibalism isn't clean

you won't wait for me

too many girls are too pretty

so you pass up on my dance

no longer waiting for your chance

to decide I'm worth a penny

more than you or her or him

this is really me and I'm lonely

I won't hide that I'm lonely

I won't hide

no

you can find me where I always am

repressed inside of you