Meat Market Letra

Drunken Joes, Glamorous Sluts

So much Shame in this, yet you think your Free



Don't see what this brings, cant see what's happening

The pain will bring you in, Loneliness Kills you



Inside you beneath your skin it eats at you

With them you die alone inside

For this, for what?

Spike a drink & intern your proving

how lonely& pathetic you have

Become is this all you have

You crave, your meatmarket

It owns you, intern it sells you