Feigning coda

Who's intervening little milk lord?

You bring the meaning

Well, I'll leave the ilk at the door

Don't stop I need the bleeding

You, You're a lie on the floor

I, I’ll marry you

Well, maybe you can bury me

Ha, I’m gonna scrap the memory!

I, I’m gonna set me free

It's hard to judge an eye looking in at itself

It’s hard to see an eye feigning coda from the bookshelf

It's my entertaining pretty little craving

It's hard to see an eye feigning coda from the bookshelf

Hey, you’re still around aren't you?

Yeah, its sound alright

But I haven’t eaten in awhile

So, I might well and take a bite

When it comes to i’ll smile let myself off at trial

Tell you myself that's alright

I’ve ate what I got

Hell, pit of my stomach's free

I’d be pretty petty but, hell, it ain't’ me

Ha, there I laughed to degree

Ha, put a bullet in me

See, she’ll make me in memory

See, I'm just a revery

You can't have your milk and eat it too

Tears fall around me but, I ain’t blue

She sees I’ve ate that too

See here it's nothing new

It's hard to judge an eye looking in at itself

It’s hard to see an eye feigning coda from the bookshelf

It's my entertaining pretty little craving

It's hard to see an eye feigning coda from the bookshelf

How can I get it?

Feigning coda from a bookshelf?