Текст: Psychostick. The Hunger Within.

I wish I had a taco
With plenty of hot sauce
But all that I've got is
A box of crackers

I wish I had a pizza
With mushrooms and sausage
But all that I've got is
A jar of mayonnaise

The fridge is so empty
Good food is so tempting
I've got three more days
Till I get payed

Take away my suffering
I can't go on with things this way
There's only so much that I can take
Of eating ramen noodles

I wish I had a waffle
All yummy and covered
With syrup and butter
And fresh strawberries

I wish I had an omelet
The kind that you stop
Just to get at iHop
With some hashbrowns
And coffee

The fridge is so empty
Good food is so tempting
I've got two more days
Till I get payed

Take away my suffering
I can't go on with things this way
There's only so much that I can take
Of eating dry cheerios

Okay, there's gotta be
Something to eat here...
Let's see
A bag of spaghetti
No tomato sauce
A box of taco shells
No ground beef
A box of baking soda
I cannot eat that
...or can I?

Spot me for lunch
Spot me for lunch
Spot me for lunch
I'll pay you back on Friday
Spot me for lunch
Spot me for lunch
Spot me for lunch
I'll pay you back real soon

I wish I had some ice cream
With plenty of chocolate syrup on top of it
And maybe whip cream
Oh man, that sounds so good right now