Eating the Porridge and Killing the Bears

Your gift horse has brought flies
And the stench is unbeareable
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 its mouth to health
Strip the skin from the inside out
You didn’t think they’d notice
(You looked them straight in the face)
Strip the skin from the inside out
You didn’t think they’d notice
(You looked them straight in the face)
You didn’t think they’d notice
I always said that we’d watch them die
(You looked them straight in the face)
I always said that we’d watch them die
(You looked them straight in the face)
(You looked them straight)