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letra de feeding time - hard men working hard

[intro]
oh, god! oh, god!
oh, no!

[verse 1]
welcome to the far flung year of 20202020
we got plenty on the menu if you’re ready
line up for your daily dose of c-ckroach cum
don’t run motherf-cker, we’ll feed you whether you like it or not

[verse 2]
hot and tasty, ready and waiting
open up for the invertebrate delicacy
we’ve got your name on a list of pay pigs
so say please and then just maybe…

[verse 3]
payment made via your brain chip?
(wow!) what savings! (oh!) so crazy!
suck it down, savour the dopamine?
(woah!) oh baby! (yeah!) amazing!

[verse 4]
feed me daddy, make it happen i’m a slave to
(my) my cravings, (god!) come sate me
f-ck around and take a look at what
you’ve made me, god save me
[hook]
body prepped for the set
purebred, chitin-fed
fluorescent nutrients
toned, sculpted, heaven-sent
sh-ll spent, tears shed
blood, sweat, triple threat
mind wiped, synthesised
open wide, it’s feeding time

[verse 5]
consume, infuse
so many flavours of h-ll to choose
old wounds, brand new
the future is now the past exhumed

[verse 6]
you can’t refuse
your body owned and your mind seduced
your soul entombed
entrapped within the faceless black cube!

[chorus]
i don’t wanna live in a pod
i don’t wanna eat any bugs
i don’t wanna drink that sh-t
and i will never wear your chip
i don’t wanna live in a pod
i don’t wanna eat any bugs
i don’t wanna drink that sh-t
and i will never be your, your, your-
[verse 7]
welcome to the club, we got everything you want
knock knock, open up, hey are ya winning son?
thanks dad, this is rad, they got everything you said
i don’t ever wanna leave, i don’t want it all to end

[verse 8]
don’t fret, this is it, got the serotonin drip
one cl!ck for a hit, it’s a never ending trip
oh sh-t? it’s legit? will it hurt? will it sting?
lie back, settle in, you won’t feel a f-cking thing

[verse 9]
i can’t wait to be a good boy
(wow!) hold still now, (oh!) just enjoy
i want it all, i want to fill the void
(woah!) come play with (yeah!) our new toys

[verse 10]
but i can’t hold it in no more
(my) don’t be shy, (god) don’t be coy
scream if you want to be destroyed!

[refrain]
body prepped for the set
purebred, chitin-fed
fluorescent nutrients
toned, sculpted, heaven-sent
sh-ll spent, tears shed
blood, sweat, triple threat
mind wiped, synthesised
open wide, it’s feeding time

[final chorus]
i don’t wanna live in a pod
i don’t wanna eat any bugs
i don’t wanna drink that sh-t
and i will never wear your chip
i don’t wanna live in a pod
i don’t wanna eat any bugs
i don’t wanna drink that sh-t
and i will never be your, your b-tch

- hard men working hard

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