hamburgerphobia

King Krule

They called a number, round ten to eight
Picked up a burger, I walked away
Sat in the park and slowly ate
I think the birds want to murder me
Unearthly cursed disease? human race
Deep beneath the burger grease
They pecked my brains
But not much is in there
But nobody s safe
Don t think they care about the state of your status
Or how many days on Earth you was paid
And as I lay
The mildew soaked me through the sky
Let me down
I wasn t the only one who felt this way

Hamburgerphobia
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Hamburgerphobia

My lover turned to me
You don t deserve to be deserving me
You re just a waste of space
And yeah, that s harsh
But a valid thing to say
She kicked me out the car
To heavy traffic in my brain
And it s rains and it pours
All over and over again
Not for the last
One thousand and ninety five days
I separate, I separate, I separate, I separate, I separate
Into the minutest minuscule gaps of time and space
Now put back together
All my memoirs were erased
Vanished forever
Our love is just a fugue state

Hamburgerphobia
Hamburgerphobia
Hamburgerphobia