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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lip Critic
Lip Critic
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bret Kaser
Bret Kaser
Songwriter:in
Connor Kleitz
Connor Kleitz
Komponist:in
Danny Eberle
Danny Eberle
Komponist:in
Ilan Natter
Ilan Natter
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bret Kaser
Bret Kaser
Produzent:in
Connor Kleitz
Connor Kleitz
Produzent:in
Danny Eberle
Danny Eberle
Produzent:in
Ilan Natter
Ilan Natter
Produzent:in

Letras

I’m In the butchers shop
Tell the man he needs to bring my order up
And I’ll be tucking all the meat in my button up
He needs to fill the flat bed of this pick-up truck
Commit myself unto it till I die
I’m In the butchers shop
Tell the man he needs to bring my order up
And I’ll be tucking all the meat in my button up 
He needs to fill the flat bed of this pick up truck
Fill the flat bed if he will find me
Illusion was the trophy I was finding
Plunge a knife just to see what I’m hiding
Bork pelly but the blood’s just like mine
Damn wish I could feel this all the time
Bitch
Surrender your suspicion
Release your limitations
Empty out your pockets for your soul's salvation
Suspend your disbelief
The OG mind freak
The truth that you seek? Feel it when I bleed
Stiggy stiggy stig stigmata
I am your father
Also your doctor
No need to look further
Let go of your fear
The ends just the start
And it’s starting right here punk
You’re looking for something
Always on the run
Soul searching, working
So taste my silver tongue
And you won't believe
You’ll be set free
Of all that ills you
It’s what your body needs
But to open up your eyes
You must open up your mind
Take this flesh and take this wine
It will all be yours
And you’ll all be mine
For 3 easy payments of $19.99
I’m In the butchers shop
Tell the man he needs to bring my order up
And I’ll be tucking all the meat in my button up 
He needs to fill the flat bed of this pick up truck
Fill the flat bed if he will find me
Illusion is the trophy I was finding
Plunge a knife just to see what I’m hiding
Bork pelly but the blood’s just like mine
Damn wish I could feel like this all the time
No you’ve never seen me
I don’t want to feel free
Want to taste a real treat
I am never complete
I am always hungry
Meet me on a back street
This is such a real treat
You’re not fucking hearing me
No one really seein me
Your belief feeds me
Makes you go hungry
Tell ya I’m sorry
No you never bought me
This is such a real treat
I am never complete
Take ya to the country
Don’t ya want to love me
Don't ya wanna rob me
I’m tellin you it's lovely
Killem in the lobby
Let them go softly
Let the go
Your not fucking hearing me
No one really seein me
Your belief feeds me
Makes you go hungry
Tell ya I’m sorry
No you never bought me
This is such a real treat
I am never complete
Take ya to the country
Don’t ya want to love me
Don't ya wanna rob me
I’m tellin you it's lovely
Killem in the lobby
Let them go softly
Let them go
Killem
(Damn it)
Written by: Bret Kaser, Connor Kleitz, Danny Eberle, Ilan Natter
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