Eating the Porridge and Killing the Bears

Eating the Porridge and Killing the Bears - Heavy Heavy Low Low

Your gift horse has brought flies

And the stench is unbareable

I'm left with no option

But to embrace apathy and loneliness

Hoping that I die

I took a train to New York city

Met a guy who I thought was pretty

I took a train to New York city

Met a guy who I thought was pretty

I took a train to New York city

Met a guy who I thought was pretty

Tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole

Begging to nurse it's mouth to health

Strip the skin from the inside out

You didn't think they'd notice

Strip the skin from the inside out

You didn't think they'd notice

You didn't think they'd notice

I always said that we'd watch them die

I always said that we'd watch them die

You looked them straight