Trauma in This Llama Ft. OneWingSeraphim

[Intro] Before dinner understand something This is a very special llama He's been through a lot A lot But don't worry I figured out how to get all that pain out of him And onto the plate Oh god Who's hungry? [Verse 1] Walked into Gary's kitchen at a quarter after eight Saw a llama on the counter with a worried look on its face Gary had the cutting board out Silverware was set Butter in the skillet oven getting hot and wet Gary smiled and waved us in like everything was fine Said tonight we're having something you don't get to try online Garlic pepper rosemary and thyme And the llama started screaming like it knew it was dinner time [Chorus] Steve stood frozen staring at the kitchen floor Melissa whispered Gary why is that llama by the door? Gary said don't worry everybody this one's raised with care Then the llama started crying and threw wool into the air Gary grabbed the carving knife and gave the blade a shine The llama kicked the table and started losing its mind Gary smiled relax folks the best part of the meal is right here [Verse 2] Why is there trauma in this llama? Why is there trauma in this llama? Cut it open watch it pour childhood issues on the floor Why is there trauma in this llama? Everybody tastes better than the last I don't know what happened to this llama But the trauma's fucking class Gary made the first incision and the whole room heard a sound Something dark came pouring out and splattered on the ground Steve jumped back and yelled what the hell was that? Gary scooped it off that's where the flavor's at Childhood rejection dripping down beside the plate Abandonment issues sitting there in wait Melissa saw a bad memory crawling through the steam Gary poked it with the fork this one's got a nice sheen Fear of failure, social anxiety, one really awkward date Gary tasted one and smiled like he discovered something great Steve stared at him, Gary what the hell are we eating? Gary wiped the fork against his apron, I'm not entirely sure, but it's delicious [Chorus] Why is there trauma in this llama? Why is there trauma in this llama? Cut it open watch it pour childhood issues on the floor Why is there trauma in this llama? Everybody tastes better than the last I don't know what happened to this llama But the trauma's fucking class Gary found buried memories underneath the spine This one's got resentment with a hint of bitter line Pulled out an existential crisis steaming on the plate I think I found the reason this one's been awake so late Fear of disappointing people shamed from years ago A buried insecurity that nobody would know A birthday party memory that nobody attended Gary looked at that one twice, this flavor's complicated He seasoned up the sadness and tossed it in the air A little salt, a little pepper, a little rosemary Then held the spoon up proudly Now that's culinary therapy Steve said, Gary, maybe we should stop Gary said, why? The llama's suffering Gary looked down, oh yeah, but we're almost done [Outro] The room went quiet, the llama stopped screaming Gary stared inside the chest cavity Nothing, no memories, no fear, no sadness Gary looked around, well, that's everything The llama opened one eye There's more What? Gary grabbed a knife The llama pointed toward his head No more trauma No more trauma Childhood rejection, abandonment, depression Gary's chopping, Gary's stirring, Gary's making something out of all of it Gary cracked the skull open and everybody backed away A thousand tiny memories started crawling on the tray Fear from kindergarten and a breakup from July A note that said I'm proud of you, that made the llama cry Gary grabbed a mixing bowl and threw things inside Add a little shame to this and let the resentment rise He found an old embarrassment and scraped it from the bone Then Gary looked at Steve This one's all your own Steve nearly passed out, what did you just say? Gary smiled, don't worry, I only used a little The llama shook its head, please don't let him cook Gary turned the oven up, too late Why is there trauma in this llama? Why is there trauma in this llama? Cut it open, watch it pour, there's still more behind the door Why is there trauma in this llama? Everybody tastes better than the last I don't know what happened to this llama But the trauma's fucking class Woah That's dinner Same time next week? No Great, I'll see you then