I’m your parents
I’m your talent
I’m your sick
And copyrights
I am your singing
For your living
You are drowned
In my sound
I’m an artist
In my kitchen
I’m a queen
In my machine
Brains for eating
Hearts for meeting
Men for loving
All for me
Eat, this is meat
I can’t eat it, my sweet
Give me your head
Cause I’d liked turned your brain
Feel it, feel it, feel it
Are you hungry
Do you love me
Are you married...[2]
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