This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
"That's it"
Until my tensions
Feed me, I'm fucking hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back
Like the fucking resume
Experience credentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Than a
Blasphemy
Hold me, I'm so pathetic
And study, all the sudden
Baby, suddenly find her
Daddy, exploring only
Like the fucking resume
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Burn me
It's to potentially grade me
I'm fucking hungry
Feed me, the wells of comfort
Exzume me
I want my complex back
A wicked man
Picked off the scabs and fed them
To the pigeons
Help him, he is so cornered
Kill him, your mercy whore will
Lights are fucking around with me
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Really inside
And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh
Help me, fucking hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graise me, I'm really hungry
To gravy, I want my complex back
"Thank you and, good night"
Until my tensions
Feed me, I'm fucking hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back
Like the fucking resume
Experience credentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Than a
Blasphemy
Hold me, I'm so pathetic
And study, all the sudden
Baby, suddenly find her
Daddy, exploring only
Like the fucking resume
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Burn me
It's to potentially grade me
I'm fucking hungry
Feed me, the wells of comfort
Exzume me
I want my complex back
A wicked man
Picked off the scabs and fed them
To the pigeons
Help him, he is so cornered
Kill him, your mercy whore will
Lights are fucking around with me
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Really inside
And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh
Help me, fucking hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graise me, I'm really hungry
To gravy, I want my complex back
"Thank you and, good night"
Lyrics submitted by 4letterwords, edited by Mellow_Harsher
Help Me, I'm Hungry Lyrics as written by Kurt Cobain
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