Food by joybuzzarD A song about hunting, about food, and also about love. (lyrics below) From the album 'Nihilist Hymns, Drinking Tunes and Favorite Songs For Whistling At The Northern Lights' Buy it at Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/music/artist?id=Akqjcoyjfnmmioa4bzr3xnqveda Also on Spotify, iTunes, Deezer and other platforms: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joybuzzard/nihilist-hymns-drinking-tunes-and-favorite-songs-for-whistling-at-the-northern-lights https://parler.com/profile/joybuzzarD/posts https://www.minds.com/joybuzzard https://www.facebook.com/joybuzzarD-2540424469331255/ http://mewe.com/i/joybuzzardx https://idw.community/member/joybuzzarD https://www.bitchute.com/channel/Sk4XmMxTJObK/ Lyrics: Though my food still thinks of itself as you, my dinner plan's on time despite your negative attitude And the food that thinks of itself as you can run and hide but I'll still find it, I know the game improves the taste There's flavour in the chase Exausted meat is softer, yes, it sounds strange but it's true And the food that thinks of itself as you Is cornered, panting, almost fainting, one thing left to do And the food that thought of itself as you is sweet and tender, juicy, tasty, oh so soft to chew And life feeds on life It's a simple fact of life that the fact that you're alive means something had to die And I can't see why I wouldn't trade your's for mine I love the food that thinks of itself as you I love the food that thought of itself as you So I love you