Well Fed
Chokebore
I am so full of anger I don't even need to eat.
I've got so much fucking juice man eating speed warm, thick and sweet.
And I wish I was a rich man,
I'd steal that little girl's steep soul. And I wish I wasn't so fucked and had a little more control.
You look at me like I don't mean it. You look at me like I don't care. You look at me like I've got horns and a tail. You look at me like I'm nowhere.
I am so full of anger I don't even need to eat. I've got so much fucking juice man eating speed warm, thick and sweet. I've got so much fucking flow. I've got so much fucking grace.
If you try to step up to me I'll have to put you in your place.