You Whistle, I'll Shoot Lyrics

Bring out your dead!
listen up appetite,
youre such a stickler for eating.
the waning and the digesting,
terrible reasons,
and allergic reactions.
ive got daggers for you,
im a sales pitch,
an avalanche.
an ice cap melting,
we never opened up our mouths.
dont let it slide down my throat,
its so s**y when you shove it.
held my hands hostage to a captive audience.

a sick day - a recount - a time bomb - a dead kid.

youve got this eviction to stomach,
hope your couch can hold the two of me.