Album: When The Kite String The Pope
Cheap Vodka
I blew my last five on a cheap fifth of vodka gonna kill so-
methin' there ain't nothin' gonna stop us tonight I know about
confusion let's start a riot let's start a war everybody that
you know is a whore fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it I don't
care if there's gonna be blood we'll be there I know about
confusion turn on all the lights so I can watch it die I'm,
gonna taste some blood before they close my eyes cause I got
the answer, one bullet I know how you feel cut out my eyes so
I can't see this cold thing that's swallowing me we're meat
and that's it so let's fuck it
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