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Carnivore

from Carnivore by Idiot Magnet

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Listen to me, listen to me. Your wit can't save you now.
You're in the hot seat. I've got the blowtorches.
Outcome never in any doubt.
Maybe it's dumb. Maybe it's dumb, but I only know what I feel.
Pins and needles.
One foot in the grave and a hand on the seventh seal.

Take your best shot. Push me over the edge.
Blood lust and instinct is just too hard to second guess.
I'm so far gone that it won't be too long.
It's got to be right 'cause it feels so damn wrong.

Can't feel my hands now.
This feeling in my gut won't go away.
Numbness creeping up my arms.
A taste in my mouth like chicken and satay.
Feels kind of stupid.
Forced to admit I'm feeling good 'cause you're feeling like shit.
Let's go for a walk, it's such a nice night.
You look so good (it's a trick of the light).
If I'm such a nice guy, why do I do so many bad things?
If you think you know me well, you'd know better than
To ignore when the warning bells ring.
Listen to me. Listen to me.
I don't care like I did before.
It's easier to hurt you than to make the effort anymore.

Take your best shot. Push me over the edge.
Blood lust and instinct impossible to second guess.
I'm so far gone that it won't be too long.
It's got to be right 'cause it feels so fucking wrong.

Self fashioned. I've imbued myself with passion.
I'm the unimatrix now. Impatient.
Find myself the destination.
I am what I've allowed.
Piano wire and a blunt screwdriver.
What do I do now? What do I say?
Valentine of the party line.
Password expired. I've had my way.

Shut up. Eat shit. I love every little bit.
I am unsafe. My fist, your face.

Feed the man meat.
It makes us fuck and kill.
Meat makes us fuck and kill.

It's my duty to cleanse the world of all you useless scum.
"I am the angel of death," she said.
"The time of retribution has come."
Don't fax me. No caffeine.
Cut my finger. Need some bactine.
No lactose. No glucose.
Double decaf mochacchino.
Don't you beg for sympathy.
That nice girl act won't wash with me.
Don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk.
Don't cook the pig if you can't eat the pork.

credits

from Carnivore, released August 19, 2009
Lyrics: Robert Reid, Rohan Voigt
Music: Rohan Voigt, Matthew Voigt
Vocals: Ro and Rob
Guitar: Ro
Bass: Matt
Programming / Keys: Ro

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