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    Flux Of Pink Indians / Lyrics

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    "Sick Butchers" Lyrics

    Flux Of Pink Indians

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    Used to graze in a field
    Used to breathe, I used to be alive
    Did chew the grass in the field
    Could see and hear the world around me
    See and fear man around me
    Had a virgin skin, but now
    Sold in supermarkets now
    Studded blankets

    Used to hear the cars and the birds, going by
    And the people going by, they were my destiny
    They were my reason, my purpose in this field
    For their plates, their cold bodies, their car seat covers
    My soul for your soles of shoes

    You may like my taste, you may like my worth
    It may say in the bible that you can kill me
    But I don't want to die, I don't want to die
    You tried to stroke me in a field
    Then go home and eat me as your meal
    This song was submitted on November 21st, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd..
    Written by Andrew Smith, Colin Latter, Neil Puncher.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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