Cigarette boats float around in here

A field in my gut lacking sunshine

Put down like a teenagers first drink i cough up compliments i think

You re better off walking away while you still can

She was passing through to climb a hill

As you slipped and slid on my gut spill

My better half was praying for you to fall

Rotten like a 3 week half full glass of breast milkdrunken off my ass

I would give anything to erase the past nine years of my life

Put down like a prostitute in court

All liberty soon to abort like my sanitylike thoughts of you

She was passing through to climb a hill

As you slipped and slid on my gut spill

My better half was praying for you to fall

Praying for you to fall

So pitiful

Praying for you to fall

I m fuckin pitiful

Praying for you to fall

So pitiful

Praying for you to fall

So fuckin pitiful

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