Bring out your dead!
Listen up appetite
Youre such a stickler for eating
The waning and the digesting
Terrible reasons
And allergic reactions

Ive got daggers for you
Im a sales pitch
An avalanche
An ice cap melting
We never opened up our mouths

Dont let it slide down my throat
Its so sexy when you shove it
Held my hands hostage to a captive audience

A sick day - a recount - a time bomb - a dead kid

Youve got this eviction to stomach
Hope your couch can hold the two of me