Hozier - Eat Your Young

I’m starving, Darling
Let me put my lips to something
Let me wrap my teeth around the world
Start carving, Darling
I want to smell the dinner cooking
I want to feel the edges start to burn
Honey, I
Want to race you to the table
If you hesitate
The getting is gone
I won’t lie
If there’s something to be gained
There’s money to be made
Whatever's still to come