Thrill Eater Songtext
von Pretty Bitter

My brother′s baking bread
The call to 911 dropped and I felt like a child again
What happens to a body when it's scared?
What happened to your body?
What is your ailment, is it fixable in kind?
What is the ointment for being left behind?
I can be your thrill eater
Broken bone baby
With a splinter for a spine
I′m your thrill


Your pleaser
Take as much as you want
As long as it's not mine
A dead kid owes me favor
And I'm younger when I′m sober
Did they hate me before they made me?
God I hope so
If they didn′t, what the hell did I do?
I always talk too much when things are looking up
Are they looking up?

I can be your thrill eater
Broken bone baby
With a splinter for a spine
I'm your thrill
Your pleaser
Take as long as you want
Your time′s not mine
The lifesavers I have known
Have taken their own
Please tell me when you get home


Please call me when you get home
I'm your thrill
Your pleaser
Take as long as you want
It′s not my time
It's not my time
I can be your thrill eater
Broken bone baby
With a splinter for a spine
I′m you thrill

Your pleaser
Your time's not mine