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Animal Lover

Fire away at my faith

You'll find inside that it is hollowing

Cause there are things I had to face

But not a goddamn thought swallowed me

Like this one


We don't pay the reapers directly

We get it through the middle man

They promise they always treat them kindly

Before they shove them in a can


Newborns ripped from their mothers

Mothers raped for a casserole

Throw the little one with the others

People pay good money for their souls


I call myself an animal lover

I got my cat I got my dog

I'm grillin' up some prime bovine

It's not my cat it ain't my dog


Today I ripped apart a family

It only cost $6.25

To feed my brain to feed my belly

The murdered flesh of another's life

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