feed — текст песни (My Sisters Machine)

(Pollock/Wright/Ivanovich/Gohde)
Ask man for a sacrifice
He`ll give excuses
Look deep in his callous vices
It`s what he`s made of
It`s me
I`m his greed
Look not to the face we`re given
It`s hidden deeper
Look in at the truth that`s spoken
It`s what we`re made of
It`s me
This is me
My love is a burning fire
My love is a cage
My love is a funeral pyre
We`re coming down to what we feed
Breathe in a smokestack burning
This is the future
Take in the dead crack yearning
It`s what we`re made of
It`s me
This is me
Ask man for a sacrifice
He`ll give excuses
Look deep in his callous vices
It`s what he`s made of
It`s me
Look at me
My love is a burning fire
My love is a cage
My love is a funeral pyre
We`re coming down to what we feed
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