Cannibal

Cannibal

You’ve got me tasting the blood dripping from your chin.
Just let me have one last bite.
Oh so savory, I can taste it. Let the butter drip. Let it drip on my tongue.
Pour the honey down my throat; I just can’t get enough.
I can’t get enough to sate me.

Take a fistful here and a truckload there.
It’s all you can eat. No need to worry about where that came from.
There’s always more in the can.
There’s always more in the can.

Sparkle the red lights in my eyes.
My pockets have the cash to tell me where to find a good time.
Flip a coin into anyone’s hand, and all your dreams will come true.
Sometimes it falls tails, but I don’t worry about that because there’s always more in the can.
There’s always more in the can.

Sweat drenched dirty sheets, they tell me I’m not your first one.
We’re all just looking out for number one, because that’s all that matters.
Yeah, I’ve read all the fairy tales and I’m not in a single one, except maybe in the background.
So I’ll take what I can get.
And give me yours, because I want that too.

Don’t worry, I’ll wipe my feet when I leave because there’s always more in the can.
There’s always more in the can.
There’s always more in the can.
There’s always more in the can.

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~ by Jeremy on March 10, 2009.