They called a number
'round ten to eight
Picked up a burger
I walked away
Sat in the park
And slowly ate
I think the birds want to murder me
Unearthly cursed diseased human race
And deep beneath the burger grease
They pecked my brains
But not much is in there
But nobody’s safe
Don't think they care
About the state of your status, or
How many days on Earth you was paid
And as I lay
The mildew soaked me through the sky lettin' me know
I wasn’t the only one
Who felt this way
Hamburgerphobia
Hamburgerphobia
Hamburgerphobia
Argh!
My lover turned to me "You don't deserve to be deserving me
You're just a waste of space"
And yeah, it's harsh
But a valid thing to say
She kicked me out the car
To heavy traffic in my brain
And it's rains and it pours all over and over again
Not for the last
One thousand and ninety five days
I separate, I separate, I separate, I separate, I separate
Into the minutest minuscule gaps of time and space
Now put back together
All my memoirs were erased
Vanished forever
Our love is just a fugue state, it's like
Hamburgerphobia
Hamburgerphobia
Hamburgerphobia
Ow
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