From Starved, To Death
as travelers do
i searched for food
drifts of snow
i fought my way through
i came to a cabin
deep in the woods
i knocked politely
as any man should
there came no answer
nobody is home
i walked inside
feeling ever alone
a loaf of bread
don't mind if i do
my taste buds ignite
and just as i chew
the shot rang out
i hit the floor
the blood ran thick
I'm hungry no more
my body went numb
now i cant see
from starved, to death
there's no saving me
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