Watch a stomach burst its seams
Spill the things that fill my dreams
Fat and skin are pulled away
I’m a kid in a candy store today
Sugar-coated this is not
I found the licorice twists I sought
Banks have overflowed with sauce
I won’t forget to brush and floss
A human piñata, it dangles like meat
I wear a blindfold because I don’t cheat
Pick up the festival nail-ridden wood
Take aim and swing like a good child should
Stick and pith contact way up in the air
I’m showered with goodies for playing so fair
Somebody’s loved one degraded to this
A hollowed out torso is all that they miss
Stomach ripped open
Spill the contents