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ineptune eyes-p - chef's favorite lyrics

hey! welcome back here once again, another day
we hope you’ll stay!
to serve you, it’s an honor!
well, are you ready to order?

even if cooking is not my labor
i help by adding a little flavor
i shall be wary of vapours
“be wary of their vapours.”

“follow him.” (this is what she told me)
i’ll follow him. (maybe i did)
i know the chef is always right. (i’m never right)
i’ll ask again, is this right?

my day as the chef’s sidekick: serving dishes and collecting tips
i’m a lil’ ashamed to admit it, but
slowly i’ll learn to behave just like the chef’s favorite!

hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
excuse me, here’s your plate!
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
i hope you enjoy your steak
a piece of cake, a sweet cupcake and if not, then, maybe a milkshake!
check the buffet!
we got a million things just for you to stay
nausea, bitter. he wants to sow in me
“thou shalt not flee.” “thou must comport thyself.”
seems i can’t say no to this painful game;
the only way i had to learn my place

here, all of those special customers have their own place:
a huge food maze
if i’m not in my main stage
well, i’ll be there; in the buffet

in here, we got everything you can eat
and well, not even the bill can stop ye!
there’s no need to be timid
“thou needst not be so timid.”

they’re all gone. (his hands on me)
his eyes are looking for more. (he wants to sow within me)
is this what i was made for? (wants to eat my purity)
i can’t bear it anymore

is this my place? (i need to run away)
is this where i belong? (my autonomy is gone)
was this all my fault? (maybe it was)
is this what i’m looking for? (did i ask for this?)

why am i the one whoc
a pot you shaped not to know it was used for your satisfaction
an empty plate betrayed by the crumbs of a slice of affection
interactions laced by your so+called “connection”
his hands on me, needles stabbing my skin
sighing shadow, three times in the same row
i lost his game, now i’m the one to blame
imaginary sirens in my head

i might throw up my abused heart
he’ll never stop eating my guts
my half+eaten body doesn’t belong to me
i believed…
i trusted…
i believed…
i trusted him…

another week, another day; from 6 am to 9 pm
my heart’s no longer determined
’cause step by step slowly i transformed into the chef’s favorite..!

i’m just a broken plate, expendable for him to waste
a burned meal whose sweetness he ripped away
am i the only one to blame?
a piece of dough kneaded by him to be baked

(oh, what a pain. ahhhhh…)
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
excuse me, here’s your plate!
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
i hope you enjoy your steak, i need to escape, to run away
only one phrase, but i feel his gaze;
i must behave
i’m just another dish settled in its place!
i can see it in their eyes, they all want to do the same
he has k!lled a part of me in the mist and haze..!

- ineptune eyes p lyrics

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