Weeder's Digest - Mastodon

Sucking on
The teeth of
The Mastodon;
His woolly trunk is gamier meat
Give chase un-
Til he can
No longer run;
Leave the mighty with no time to breathe
Exhausted
And wounded
You feed upon
Every scrap of the great beast
Run me out
I'm just like
The Mastodon
And suddenly I'm starting to think

It's always been me that we're feasting on
My limbs are heavy
When you talk to me I feel wasted on
At least you need me
I really wanna talk with you
I really do
Really wanna talk with you
I really do
Find a new beast to burden
You'vе taken every piеce of me
Placed every hair upon my body
Then plucked off until deplete

You hunt to
Extinction
The Mastodon
Am I just imagining things?
Unaware
You can't care
You prey upon
The last ace I've got up my sleeve

It's always been me that we're feasting on (Feasting on)
My limbs are heavy
When you talk to me I feel wasted on (Wasted on)
At least you need me
I really wanna talk with you
I really do
Really wanna talk with you
I really do

It's always been me that we're feasting on (Feasting on)
Feasting on (Feasting on)
Feasting on (feasting on)
Feasting on (feasting on