"Meat Free Youth" lyrics
"Meat Free Youth"
(feat. Nervus)
I have to improvise to show you that you are wrong
You think there's time left to keep on doing what you do
You're seeking twisted information via World Wide Web
Don't be misled by your taste, parents, or tradition
There's different ways for you to maintain every favourite menu
They're trying to sell a crime for its taste, a butchered body
I have to improvise to show you that you are wrong
You think there's time left to keep on doing what you do
I'm pretty sure you've once seen footage showing factory farming
But what's the point to living free range if you're doomed?
There's different ways for you to maintain every favourite menu
They're trying to sell a crime for its taste, a butchered body
I have to improvise to show you that you are wrong
You think there's time left to keep on doing what you do
You're eating something, you think it's nothing
A happy pig in butcher's clothing is advertised to sell a crime to you
I believe you're smarter than your tongue
And you'll choose between honesty and to oust
I have to improvise to show you that you are wrong
You think there's time left to keep on doing what you do
Writer(s): Hansol Seung, Julius Hecht, Martin Reckfort
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