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letra de good food - justin peeney

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[verse 1]

this is not what i ordered
put it away, what can i say, i’ve been called a h–rder
but it’s torture to try to scavenge for myself
when i envy the plenty on everyone else’s plate
where do i start
none of it sates me, i’m starved
in the fox den, in a box
when the scr-ps are rotten, detox again

[chorus]

i’m degrading
but who’s to do the grading
wish i could be greater
it wears me down like a grater

i need some good food
i’m in a sour mood
in the fork in the road
where the seeds are sowed
i can’t grow, i can’t go
with no gusto, woah

ah-ooo, no good food
am i biting off more than i chew
ah-ooo, no good food
am i biting off more than i chew
[verse 2]

i’m even chokin’ on the more acceptable bites
spread the vegetable spice with broken forks and knives
i’m creatively deprived, it drives me crazy
can’t stomach it, i just wanna live, ride my locomotive
tie myself to these tracks
‘cause currently there’s nothing pumping out the smokestack
moldy stash on the rack, running outta snacks
to pass through the empty alimentary tract

[chorus]

i’m degrading (degrading)
but who’s to do the grading (the grading)
wish i could be greater (ooo ahh)
it wears me down like a grater

i need some good food (food)
i’m in a sour mood (mood)
in the fork in the road (road)
where the seeds are sowed (sowed, grow)
i can’t grow, i can’t go (go)
with no gusto, woah (no gusto)

ah-ooo, nothing good to eat
une perte d’appétit
ah-ooo, nothing good to eat
une perte d’appétit
[instrumental]

[verse 3]

you think these crumbs will energize me (oh, oh, oh, oh)
or do you not care about the fire you feed
i wanna be the hands that knead
i wanna eat, i wanna eat

i wanna be free of bitter taste
it’s such a waste to spit in my face by copy pasting
and although y’know i’m no dietician
what you’re dishin’ keeps missin’
it’s strippin’ me down to the bone like a chicken

i’m restless
even after i digest this
i can’t live on trash, i’m not a goat
i’m tired of shoving mediocrity down my throat

constant dissatisfaction
jot down this food for thought, grab a pen
the lack of action gives me such a reaction
you’d think i need a shot of epinephrine

what’s the meaning of repeatedly
feeding me equally
poor quality broccoli
it’s nonautonomous gastronomy
what’s the meaning of repeatedly
feeding me equally
poor quality broccoli
it’s nonautonomous gastronomy

[chorus]

i’m degrading (degrading)
but who’s to do the grading (the grading)
wish i could be greater (ooo ahh)
it wears me down like a grater

i need some good food (food)
i’m in a sour mood (mood)
in the fork in the road (road)
where the seeds are sowed (sowed, grow)
i can’t grow, i can’t go (go)
with no gusto, woah (no gusto)

i’m degrading (what’s the meaning of repeatedly)
but who’s to do the grading (feeding me equally)
wish i could be greater (poor quality broccoli)
it wears me down like a grater (it’s nonautonomous gastronomy)

i need some good food (what’s the meaning of)
i’m in a sour mood (repeatedly)
in the fork in the road (feeding me)
where the seeds are sowed (poor quality broccoli)
i can’t grow, i can’t go
with no gusto, woah, woah

- justin peeney

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