There's a baby in a meat slicer On the kitchen table, half done up Quite low, broken Madonna Decaying, cracked on my toilet cover
There's a horrid duration With an appetite that will never cease Quite low, bliss, you drink it
The hungry end is waiting for your momma That which soothes the hungry end Your place in oblivion is secure
And you're gone, you kiss the damned And you feel the hungry end Is waiting for your life and you're losing it
Wish I could love you more Never feel like I did before
The hungry end is waiting for your momma That which soothes the hungry end Your place in oblivion is secure
And you're gone, you kiss the damned And you soothe the hungry end
With an appetite that will never cease