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I am the source
I am the feed
I am inside of God
It's digesting me

I hate my taste
It makes it pleased
I am inside of God
I feel so unclean

MAKE. ENDS. MEAT.
MAKE. ENDS. MEAT.
MAKE. ENDS. MEAT.
ENDS. MEAT.

It's in my blood
a dark suckling
I am inside of God
To keep it living

It's tongue is sharp
We grit our teeth
We're trapped inside of God
We're making ends meat

Now you know
Watch it grow

MAKE. ENDS. MEAT.
MAKE. ENDS. MEAT.
MAKE. ENDS. MEAT.
ENDS. MEAT.

Written by:
ADAM IAN SYKES, CHRISTOPHER DAVID MORLEY, JOHN-MICHAEL JOSEPH HEDLEY, MATTHEW JAMES BATY, SAMUEL JAMES GRANT

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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