Cave In:Bottom Feeder Lyrics

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Bottom Feeder

This song is by Cave In and appears on the album Until Your Heart Stops (1998).

Long walks with my temper take me down a dead end street
In contemplation; where do we start at the end?
Before I could collect myself
I'm vacuumed in by a figure's armspread with fiery gasps
Of iron-air, cornered in my circle of friends
Won't he speak to you?
Emptied on the floor were the shells of my defenses
Placing in his own bullets of condescendence
Those people shafted me of my social weaponry

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