Phil Campbell and the Bastard Sons - Animals

I'm not an animal, but I sure love the taste
Search for a demigod, surf on a tidal wave

You get nothing for nothing , staring right down at your face in the coffin
you reap what you stole, you can't turn the page

Don't need a fucking chaser, i like to drink it straight
Don't like to socialise, I love to isolate

You can walk on the water, spread your disease, take the lambs to the slaughter

I'm not addicted, I just can't walk away
I'm not addicted, i just can't walk
Can't walk away

You are the remedy, I am the bastard son
You are the enemy, I am the chosen one

Take it all, you don't need it, obsession for greed, feed the bullshit you eat it

I'm not addicted, I just can't walk away

No need to empathise, no need to stimulate
When you can close your eyes to make it go away
You get nothing for nothing , staring right down at your face in the coffin

I'm not addicted, I just can't walk away
I'm not addicted, but i just can't walk away
I'm not addicted, I just can't walk away
I'm not addicted, but i just can't walk
Can't walk away

Written by:
Dane Campbell, Neil Starr, Philip Campbell, Todd Campbell, Tyla Campbell

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