chris whitley – starve to death lyrics
take me out with your broken blade
take me out with your iron maid
an ice pick or some velvet gun
crawlin’ now i can’t even run but
one thing got me so afraid
i’m such a mess
hmm
take me out your iron maid
no, don’t, don’t let me starve to death
don’t let me starve to death
i could drown on your feather bed
with this scag [?] around my head
one thing got me so afraid
gotta hold my breath
i could drown on your feather bed
uh don’t, don’t let me starve to death
make me starve to death
don’t wanna starve
i won’t ask no questions
follow loose direction
gag me child with your trophy chest
but um
don’t, don’t, don’t let me starve to death
don’t make me starve to death
don’t wanna starve to death
i could drown on your feather bed
blue sky around my head
ummm hummm
one thing got me so upset
gotta hold my breath
ummm
i could drown on your feather bed
ohhhh make me starve to death
don’t make starve to death
don’t make starve to death
don’t make starve to death
don’t make starve to death
don’t make starve to death
don’t make starve to death
don’t make starve to death
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