Hook line and sinker, I took it wide-eyed
They're tapping on the glass thinking I got no fight left inside
Treading still-water, sinking, I'm pruning ghost white in time
Eating all my own children just to keep my wild side alive
Hurting for rawmeat and rainfall
Reeking of cold feet and brain fog
Dreaming of soiled sheets and drain clogs
I'm back on rawmeat and rainfall
Lock stock and barrel, I took it green-eyed
Gutted on an empty stomach, deboned and freeze dried alive
Why'd I ever crawl out of the water? Where there's nowhere to hide?
Bait and switch the trawler, baby
Either we deep fry or survive
Hurting for rawmeat and rainfall
Mouth full of gold teeth and brain wash
Brushing up on Old Greek and game laws
I'm back on rawmeat and rainfall
Hurting for rawmeat and rainfall
Itching for rawmeat and rainfall
Bloodlust for rawmeat and rainfall
I'm back on rawmeat and rainfall