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of change, keeps you searching for the truth Sea of rage, slowly drowning wasted youth Man kills mankind Feeding the greed of the overfed swine Man kills
friends are way overfed You left me, baby, for another man He's looking tall, he's got a deep tan It's just a matter of "Oh, don't touch me Don't you,
He shakes his death rattle Spittle on his bib I don't do the dishes I throw them in the crib I've eaten you I'm overfed Your milk's in my
He shakes his death rattle Spittle on his bib I don't do the dishes I throw them in the crib I've eaten you I'm overfed Your milk's in my
go dey hustle for my bread ‘Til I’ve got my mummy tummy overfed All these niggas, I go jump you overhead A soldier mummy bred Nigga I ain’t scared I go
Passion, desire keeping me living in sin Aiming for flesh, power and Dominion The Embodiment of mankind My mind overfed Fortitude overflow My mind
in my bed I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so
bed I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead
in my bed I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so
in my bed I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so
in my bed I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so
He shakes his death rattle Spittle on his bib And I don't do dishes I throw them in the crib I'm eating you I'm overfed Your milk's in my mouth It
All the shit you yea I cannot comprehend yea All the shit you said My demons overfed yuh Why you keep on hurting me Scars keep burning me I picture
I can feel it in my head That there's something going on And it feels so straight ahead But I'm always going wrong Overfed and underwhelmed And I
in my bed I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so instead I got rocks in my bed Under-loved, over-fed My man's gone, so
Feed off the hate We're overfed Now we're sleeping like queens On stacks of bread They wishing we were dead They'd rather see us die Diamonds running
Feed off the hate We're overfed Now we're sleeping like queens On stacks of bread They wishing we were dead They'd rather see us die Diamonds running
Overfed and bloated What have I become Need to completely reset Before it can't be undone Never thought I'd fill up Didn't help they shoved it
you're spent and overfed You'll find me tucked up here in bed This whole thing leaves me numb So wake me when it's done The celebrations never end But I
He's clearly overfed (wonkata, wonkata) He's clearly overfed (wonkata, wonkata) I wish I could sleep inside your bed (wonkata, wonkata) The boy is on his
pills, euphoria on his bed, of course, from my head His lactose-free milk, every night before bed, and I'm now overfed I never skip meals, my meals always
my head For too long they've been overfed I will face the demons in my head For too long they've been overfed Go ahead and try to bring me down Go
pills, euphoria on his bed, of course, from my head His lactose-free milk, every night before bed, and I'm now overfed I never skip meals, my meals always
pills, euphoria on his bed, of course, from my head His lactose-free milk, every night before bed, and I'm now overfed I never skip meals, my meals always
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