"Feed me" as written by and John David/greensmith Bessant....
Driven home back from the city.
Lead gray sky come wash us nearly.
Can't you see there's no horizon?
In this speeding place called London.

I don't think that this makes too much sense.
Dampened soul come called fron slumber.
Woken up; calmed like no other.
As you moan you'll hear my laughter
You grow old, I grow young faster.

I don't think that this makes too much sense.
Can't you see?

I'm all used up.
I need somebody to come and feed me.


Lyrics submitted by dricambo

"Feed Me" as written by Gary Paul Stringer Dominic Joseph Greensmith

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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