Hey Kid. I'm A Computer. Stop All The Downloading. lyrics

Song information

Artist: Fear Before The March Of Flames
Album: Art Damage

Lyrics

Count of three
Everybody over dose
They're coming with
Forks and knives to eat us alive
Forks and knives

Victims in
Cannibalistic
Human race
Proprietors
Dog eat dog
Colonization, dog eat dog

We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
La castles. we rust in the milk that we've been fed
(Stick ourselves with syringes and
Scrape our lungs with dollar bills)
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
La castles. we rust in the milk that we've been fed

Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on
The soft parts of our lower backs
That fatted us calves would now feed on
The soft parts of our lower backs
That fatted us calves would now feed on
That fatted us calves would now feed on

You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
We were meant to eat each other
We were meant to eat each other
You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
We were meant to eat each other
We were meant

Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch
You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
We were meant to eat each other
You can't buy love. you can't sell feelings
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch
Secretaries now make great lovers
As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out

Stick ourselves with syringes
And scrape our lungs with dollar bills
Forge a roof that will hold us in and keep them out

We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
La castles. we rust in the milk that we've been fed