Fresh Meat lyrics
by Young Knives
All I'm taking is my pound of flesh
All I'm leaving is one hell of a mess, is that clear?
The chaos theory and a lack of interest
Wishing you were dead, I have to confess
We need fresh meat around here
We need fresh meat around here
We need fresh meat around here
We need
We need
All I'm taking is my pound of flesh
All I'm leaving is one hell of a mess, is that clear? (Is that clear? Is that clear?)
The chaos theory and a lack of intеrest
Wishing you were dеad, I have to confess
We need fresh meat around here
We need fresh meat around here
We need
We need
Dressed like a weapon, I mean to begin
Drunk with the father of original sin sincere (Sincere)
And all we've got is a pale imitation of a death-lock grin
Soft Armageddon, you can count me in
'Cause we need fresh meat around here
We need fresh meat around here
We need fresh meat around here
The past is catching up again
The past is catching up again
The past is catching up again
We need fresh meat around here