Hackneyed - Weed Flavoured Meat | Текст песни

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MEAT.
In a plane, locked in chains. High above the trees.
Rollercoaster, ground gets closer.Hard to hear their screams.
Weed Flavoured , Weed Flavoured Meat.

IТve got it, IТve got it. It sounds a bit perverted.
To get my meat. Most of my mates had to bleed.
IТve got it, IТve got it. Bridged a gap in the market.
Had to stoop deep to coin the weed flavoured meat.

My eyes open;
IТm not broken.
ThereТs nothing her to eat
. Lots of trees,
lots of greens.
IТve got to have my meat.

DIE! Meat shouldnТt CRY.
Stop asking WHY!
Just DIE!
Weed Flavoured , Weed Flavoured Meat.

IТve got it, IТve got it. It sounds a bit perverted.
To get my meat. Most of my mates had to bleed.
IТve got it, IТve got it. Bridged a gap in the market.
Had to stoop deep to coin the weed flavoured meat.

IТve got it, IТve got it.
It sounds a bit perverted.
But now I have what I need. My sweet weed flavoured , Weed Flavoured Meat.

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