Bottom Feeder Lyrics by Cave-in
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lyrics title : Bottom Feederperformed by : Cave-in
language : scots
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
Bottom Feeder
"long walks with my temper take me down a dead end streetin contemplation; where do we start at the end?
before i could collect myself,
i'm vacuumed in by a figure's armspread with fiery gasps
of iron-air, cornered in my circle of friends.
won't he speak to you?
emptied on the floor were the shells of my defenses,
placing in his own bullets of condescendence.
those people shafted me of my own social weaponry."
