Poems about Animals

NONE   None of new music has lyrical substance..  
We are not things you can just collect and treat as objects.
The first time you asked for a hug I flinched. It was because of you. But it was not. It was all about me.
My mind is a ferocious beast That feeds off of dismal and harrowing memories. Oh no, is it time for the feast?  
My mind is a ferocious beast That feeds off of dismal and harrowing memories. Oh no, is it time for the feast?  
There are people in the world who commit good deeds. Yet have other deeds equivalent to garden weeds.
My Angel Oh, How I miss you My Angel Oh, How much I loved you               
Yo, you gotta think.  We make a lot of music about the struggle.  But I don’t like the struggle at all.  That’s just some bullsh!t.  fuck
Cheese is really great I only eat it if it’s fake It is for the cow’s sake
Push      the cheese through the              grater rather   than      shredding it back

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