That’s What Lunch Was Like
Ben Levin * Track #4 On Beyond My Dreams Dying
That’s What Lunch Was Like Lyrics
I have a little bowl
There’s really nothing in it
But my room is packed with stuff I take for granted
I starve myself by wanting more
That’s what lunch was like
Like a fucking war
I wiggle on the floor
My legs and arms abandoned
And I forgot to taste the sugar with the poison
I lose myself by finding more
That’s what lunch was like
Like a fucking war
That’s what lunch was like
Threw my day aside
Posing like I’m wise
Living my worst lie
Tasteless in my mind
That’s what lunch was like
That’s what lunch was like
Like a fucking war