TASTY by Tom Jensen
I’m using you as my crutch…..
And it sucks
But it seems to be enough…..
That’s my bluff
I dug a hole in my soul
Covered my hurt with dirt
When I lost my possessions I gained control
Finally got paid what I was worth
I thought it was something
When it turned out to be nothing, no…
Since they couldn’t collect it
It means they couldn’t tax it, so…
It meant it couldn’t be treasured
Because it couldn’t be sold
Since it wasn’t shiny like silver
It’d never be as precious as gold
So thrown out onto the street
To the dogs goes this piece of meat
They ripped out the heart of me
That was my favorite part of me
Will I ever see it again? We’ll see
Umm…tasty was the last words I heard
And with those words the herd dispersed
Yum yum was all that they said to me