Feeding Fingers – This Question is Cruel

Feeding Fingers – This Question is Cruel Lyrics

Artist: Feeding Fingers
Song: This Question is Cruel

This question is cruel
We starved
A door kissed, rotting away
With children blue like stars

Or small knives dulling with age
Spitting on the empty features of one bought
That I refuse to thank now
Try to make that face now

I’ve had enough
Vacancies cry out
As ills tend to now
Broken thumbs by count

One by one in rounds
Brief like beauty carved
Then salt tears
Wash it away

And children blue like stars
Or small knives dulling with age
I keep gleaming in this empty ceiling
That I abused with shame

And that I refuse to blame now
Try to make that face now
I’ve had enough
Vacancies cry out

As ills tend to now
Broken thumbs by count
One by one in rounds
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From the album:
I Won’t Eat the Horror
Release Year: 2021