When I've worked to consume
All the goods that you see in this room
Sweet mammal, bittersweet mammal
And this room is a home, not a hole in the ground
But a hole in my soul where emptiness is found
I gotta get up, I gotta climb out of here
I gotta climb out of here
I gotta climb out of here
Sweet mammal, bittersweet mammal
And I'm the glass that's never full
I keep on filling, it's not enough
For he is not so generous
I must serve, I must serve, I must serve, I must serve
And he's my demon, he's just my demon inside
And he's my demon, he's just my demon inside
And he's my demon, he's just my demon inside
Sweet mammal, bittersweet mammal
Work
Consume
I'm empty
In this room
Work (I know I have to feed him)
Consume (I know I have to feed him)
I'm empty (I know I have to feed him)
In this room (I know I have to feed him)
Work (I know I have to feed him)
Consume (I know I have to feed him)
I'm empty (I know I have to feed him)
In this room (I know I have to feed him)
Work (I know I have to feed him)
Consume (I know I have to feed him)
I'm empty (I know I have to feed him)
In this room (I know I have to feed him)
Sweet mammal, bittersweet mammal
And I'm the glass that's never full
I keep on filling, it's not enough
For he is not so generous
I must serve, I must serve, I must serve, I must serve
And he's my demon, he's just my demon inside
And he's my demon, he's just my demon inside
And he's my demon, he's just my demon inside
Inside, inside, inside
Sweet mammal, bittersweet mammal
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