Food-chained Lyrics - User

Where do I go? 

Freeze-dried in the moonshine 

Neptune prepares to fly 

Wrapped up in the food-chained 

Absorbed into her beams of light 

Unchained youre the victims tool 

Pushed out and homeless 

Neptune slipped off his turtle last night 

And waking up is the hardest jewel 

U can swallow with pride 

Saturn has chosen 

For the season 

Youre the victims tool 

Wrapped in the food-chained 

Oh well this is life 

You gambled a way out 

Now move to the back of the line 

You now the stories go 

It turns black into white 

Rolled up in the food-chained 

Please give me a sign 

Oh the count down 

For the change. 

This could happen to you 

just dont eat my advice 

Freeze-dried now you are empty 

Wrapped up in the food-chain 

Prepare for the journey.