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... eat... flesh I wake up at night so hungry for blood The taste of a new corpse I feel Illusions of bodies dismemberment fresh Dissection leftovers

now, what I want with him? You can have my leftovers, my leftovers, my leftovers You can have my leftovers, my leftovers, my leftovers You can have my leftovers, my leftovers, my leftovers

up She got my leftovers, leftovers, leftovers [Chrystina] (hope she like my, hope she like my) [Nichole] Leftovers, leftovers, she got my leftovers,

stop me now, don't follow me I'm dying every night, the epilogue of my life I'm dying every night, the epilogue of my life Feeling like a dumb, leftovers

It's negativ Iwish you the worst dear, to feel the gratest pain A posetiv You say it's all in vain I know I felt and I won't feel again Iknow you Refrain

were gonna throw it back in my face But tell me how do my leftovers taste How do my leftovers taste Tell me did you lick my plate oooooo. How do my leftovers

Hanging low against the tide The world is at it's best now When the loveless ones collide It's a long night A beautiful night And we're the first leftovers

Hope she like ma Hope she like ma Left overs Left overs Left overs Hope she like ma Hope she like ma I've been slavin' In this kitchen All night But

Mutilated body parts autopsied human pieces Portions of sectioned bowels full of fetid feces Septic wastes from the morgue must be eliminated Piles of