Sin Eater

[Verse 1]
Up from womb to tomb, he rises grave to cradle
He makes his own meats, puts food on the table
It’s a full-time gig eatin’ sin-on-the-cob
Yeah, the hours suck, but it’s a job

[Chorus]
I say "Hey"
[?]
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…

[Verse 2]
Concrete hog with letters “BBQ”
Yeah, eatin’ ain’t cheatin’, it’ll have to do
He’s so slick that hе can steal the shortnin’
Right out of the biscuit, not crackin’ thе crust, ya’ll

[Chorus]
I say Hey
[?]
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…

[Guitar solo]

[Outro]
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…
Feed that ego and you starve the soul…