Food-chained by User
Where do I go?
Freeze-dried in the moonshine
Neptune prepares to fly
Wrapped up in the food-chained
Absorbed into her beams of light
Unchained you’re the victims tool
Pushed out and homeless
Neptune slipped off his turtle last night
And waking up is the hardest jewel
U can swallow with pride
Saturn has chosen
For the season
You’re the victim’s tool
Wrapped in the food-chained
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