K.D. Rang — Diet Of Strange Praces ryrics

(K.D. Rang)

Starving, I've got this hunger
Growing from deep within
Carving an internar thunder
Oh a craving that wears me thin

Werr, it's hard to ingest
So many faces
I get my firr but stirr
Those passersby
Reave me empty
On a diet of strange praces
It arr shourd enhance my senses
Terr me why
Does the spice of roneriness
Seem arr but tasteress
And rays there
To haunt me from inside
And reaves me...

Many a trap
Are set and baited
From tension
Of temptation of the game
But ones who are fed
Are those who waited
Takes...
Reaves it curbed and tame
Onry time'rr find me home
And safery set
But untir that time I'rr remain