Meat Suit

Meat Suit

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Can never seem to fill the desire

Or anything at all

can never seem to put out this fire

The flames stand so tall

I’m running low on enthusiasm

Can’t force a smile

My words have turned into pure sarcasm

They come out so vile

Never felt so empty

Never felt so raw

Never felt so hungry like this

So I’ll eat it all

Satisfy the needs of the meat suit

Just to get by

Take it off at the end of a long day

Hang it up to dry

Stitch yourself up like patchwork

Hold back the pain

You’ll have to do it again in the morning

Just to stay sane

Never felt so empty

Never felt so raw

Never felt so thirsty like this

So I’ll drink it all

Satisfy the needs of the meat suit

Just to get by

Take it off at the end of a long day

Hang it up to dry

Satisfy the needs of the meat suit

Before you die

Strip it off at the end of a long life

Leave it where it lies