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Milk

G#                B                     Bb     B    

   You wanna treat me like an animal?

G#                B                    Bb       B

    you wanna eat me like an animal?

G# B Bb B

*SCREAM*

 

          G#      B            Bb    A

My baby said I'm so afraid 

             G#            B         Bb         C#

the world will never see her pain

G#                 B          Bb           E

with their fingers in their eyes

G#          B    Bb       A 

pumping me until I'm dry

 

G#             B           Bb         A

take my baby from my side

          G#       B     Bb      C#

to the feed the big stupid blind

G#        B           Bb    E

people with their fancy lives

G#        B    Bb         A 

milking me until I'm drained

 

G#            G#            G#

drained, drained, drained

WOAH!

 

G#,B,Bb,B

You see the truth is

not your mother not your milk

they stick their fingers in me

not your mother not your milk

 

G#             B              Bb         A

One by one the babies go

G#          B         Bb          C#

slit their throat before they know

G#       B          Bb     E

how to walk or even roll

G#        B          Bb     A

tell me can you taste it Oh

 

G#, B, Bb, A 

Mary was a stupid girl

a little hypocritical 

tell me where's my baby they're

milking me until I'm drained

 

G#             G#            G#

drained, drained, drained

woah!

G#,B,Bb,B

You see the truth is

not your mother not your milk

they stick their fingers in me

not your mother not your milk

G#,B,Bb,B

You see the truth is

not your mother not your milk

they stick their fingers in me

not your mother not your milk

G#                      B                    E           Eb, D, Db

Line them up for slaughter let them see the death

if only they were human would you see the death

G#                           B

so line up, line up, line up here

                          E            Eb, D, Db

and you can feel the death

     G#                   

I'll lay you out on a butchers table

                           B     

to make you feel more real

                           E                          Eb, D, Db

so you can justify your own death!

G#, B, Db, B, E    Eb, D, Db 

Oh, you're just a body

you're just a body

there's nothing left

G#, B, Db, B, E    Eb, D, Db 

You're just a body

You're just a body

there's nothing left 

 

G#, B, Db, B, E    Eb, D, Db 

You're just a body

You're just a body

there's nothing left 

G#, B, Db, B, E    Eb, D, Db 

You're just a body

You're just a body

there's nothing left 

there's nothing

G#   G#    G#

left, left, left 

 

 

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