Eating the Porridge and Killing the Bears
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Lyrics
Your gift horse has brough flies and the stench is unbearable. I'm
left with no option, but to embrace apathy
and loneliness hoping that I die, I took a train to new york city,
met a guy who I though was pretty..
tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole begging to nurse its
mouth to health.
strip the skin from the inside out you didn't think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face)
I always said that we'd watch them die (you looked them straight in
the face)
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Ian Gillan, Ian Paice, Jon Lord, Ritchie Blackmore, Roger Glover
left with no option, but to embrace apathy
and loneliness hoping that I die, I took a train to new york city,
met a guy who I though was pretty..
tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole begging to nurse its
mouth to health.
strip the skin from the inside out you didn't think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face)
I always said that we'd watch them die (you looked them straight in
the face)
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Ian Gillan, Ian Paice, Jon Lord, Ritchie Blackmore, Roger Glover
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