Turnspit Puppy version 2

I may have lost your number but I never lost those thoughts you live in a file folder I carry inside my heart I can recall everything like it was a moment or so I see more than I should ever see I know more than I should ever know turnspit puppy just keeps on moving moving that wheel anything not to feel there is no retreat so you all can have your meat Bon ap petite, ahhh..... The film it was captured on Is of highest resolution It never fades or pixilates it always shines in 3D grade And the things that helped and the things that hurt invalidating myself worth I return to the crime scene, nose sniffing in the dirt (Instrumental Inmterlude) I may not talk about it much but my head does constantly asking what was wrong with me and what could i do differently I'll never have what others have but I'll never be hurt again play it over and over and then it feels they all are disapproving so turnspit puppy just keeps on moving moving that wheel anything not to feel there is no retreat so you all can have your meat Bon ap petite, ahhhh.... you are all my masters I am but a slave it's such a depraved way to live It may take a while to realize what's going on It may take a while to know that everyone is gone It may take a while to sink in that I mean nothing to no one but I just keep moving that wheel anything not to feel turnspit puppy just keeps on moving there is no retreat so, you all can have your meat bon ap petite , ahhhh..... Words and Music by Maryam El Sherif 2026 Flying Eggs Music