I used the firewood to make the pastry rise
The blood of innocent cows burning in the pies
I filled my cup with the boiling of the tea
And poured it out in pan full of ghee
I'm swimming in the smoke
Of meals I have burned
So don't apologise
I'm losing what you don't deserve
We held our breath when the steam began to form
But you were lost in the beeping of a storm
And in the end we were made to be apart
Seperate chambers of the dead cow's heart
I'm swimming in the smoke
Of meals I have burned
So don't apologise
I'm losing what you don't deserve
It's in the blackened bones
Of the cows I have burned
So don't apologise
I'm losing what you don't deserve
A good hearty dessert
I'm swimming in the smoke
Of meals I have burned
So don't apologise
I'm losing what you don't deserve
The blame is mine alone
For the cows I have burned
So don't apologise
I'm losing what you don't deserve
What you don't deserve
A good hearty dessert
And here's the firewood
To make the pastry rise
The blood of innocent cows
Burning in the pies





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lol
... made me so Hungry after reading it
