Unpalatablo letra

We're doomed aren't we?
The hounds take no more
Enough with the selfish gore
I think I'll set the hounds free

I'm losing, I'm shutting down,
I want out
I'm keeping my own tucked under borrowed wings
I'm off it

Don't you dare fight back, sir!
Things were almost settled when dead you were
Almost off the blue ones
Won't take for granted that the one who moans
Does it solely for flesh
Does it solely for love

I'm losing, I'm shutting down,
I want out
I'm keeping my own tucked under borrowed wings
I'm off it, off with my head,
I'm off it

I'm hooked on it.

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• Humungus
• Unpalatablo