One is not enough, I'm a glutton.
Wanna take it all till there's nothing
Grasping at the bottom when I plunge in
Never sleep because I'm always huntin - for more.
Nothing is ever enough, because I am a gl-u-tton
Oh - Consumption is my only function
If I run out, then I'm cuffing whatever you're clutching
Never sleep because I'm always huntin - for more.
1
Mmmm. And I got that craving for it,
But I'm not depraved, well sorta/
When I'm out surveying sources/
For one of my most favorite courses/
Oh, I just want a tasty morsel,
Staving off this aching torture
And the emptiness makes me nauseous
Till I'm sedated with weighty portions
Oh, but I'm aiming for more
And it never seems that I get a fill - It's the same as before/
Then, whatever grabs onto my appetite, chase the allure
I wanna it taste all, and masticate the mass decay,
No trash or waste involved
A hasty mauling, place the staw in, savor the sauce
Till the flavor dissolves and I wanna scrape the walls. (n)
2
I gotta get another goodie, yup, but I gather,
It's gonna be grimy going the way that it be going down/
I'm gonna give my gums a grueling goal on behalf of my stomach
That's growling - notice the gain in the groans and growls/
It's giving me grief,
But grinning is easy when I be gritting my teeth/
So don't gimme no guilt trip, cause I know it's an illness
That's explodes with the real risks of grilling with grease
And this guttural call to gluttony's all I know/
Cold - sputtering on the brink/
So gully, whore lust, more numbing, monopoly board money scores
Color me raw in pink/
The onus on me, is oh sloppy,
Yet folks'll copy this soulless zombie
In a swollen body, only a hearty appetite for more
But at my core there's a hole with no heartbeat.
UGH!
I want it all and I want it – (now)
Your heart, your soul, your (doubt)
Everything that's breathing – (out)
Gets crushed in my (mouth)
3
I'm shameless.
And i wont get sober, theres No leftovers,
No matter what the state of my plate is
Hey this needless want is evil huh? but I need and want it
A precipice I never teeter on
Cause I seem to fall in deep to the balls when I heed the calling
We've evolved from a cauldron
Where each and all reach and crawl for the profits
And breach the walls, trying to keep what you've got,
Yes, You'll feel the gnaw reaching down for your wallet
And I got a fever for the flavor of a kill
If I'm gonna meet my maker, then intaking his creation whole... filled
With a cheshire cat grin, and my deeds purged for him to discover
Like... Please sir, can I have another?