Dinner 4 4 Songtext
von SPISH

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I can′t compensate, my consciousness is getting thin
My dinner is already done, but I'm not getting full enough
Of meat and cabbages, pork and beans keep filling heads
Overflowing acid baths while choking on the aftermath of love

Please don′t undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don′t undertake my love


I′m all out of help, my steadiness is getting dim
Silence hits the silverware, and I'm not old enough to carry
The weight and broccoli, passing on the cottage cheese
Holding scepters made of plastic
Acting like it′s not that tough of love

Please don't undertake my love
Please don′t undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don′t undertake my love

Under my own elbows, paper thin napkins
Catching where the blood runs, in and out of patterns
Of peace, one by one, still not feeling full enough
Dip my hands into the ice cream cake and take my own slice of love

Please don't undertake my love
Please don't undertake my love
Please don′t undertake my love
Please don′t undertake my love