Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
$WAGGOT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
$WAGGOT
Songwriter
Lyrics
She locked and loaded and then
Fired away eyes open
Right at the mirror intent
To ricochet at a slant
Demise impending penchant
For martyrdom sycophant
12 months since 9 to an end
Look at the time, is it 10?
I guess I'll get out of bed
Make sure all the rats are fed
Beta fish, all cap sigh Zedd
And hamster wheels turn bright red
But nobody ever said
That nobody ever cared
So it's a chore to be sad
And it's a bore to be dad
I heard the laughter of a machine gun
Followed by the raucous undercurrent indignation
Cackling at me shooting the speed of
A flash blizzard, unburying the vexation
I know that I'm in no danger, so why should I
Tell you that you're being range fed at long range?
Lead you like lambs, to slaughter, I'm game
I know you're putty in my hands, a daughter
Is nothing without, a dead beat father
Just use the crying to drown out the laughter
Eight arms still more terrifying than murder
In my own back yard by my own detractor
I heard the laughter of a machine gun
Followed by the raucous undercurrent indignation
Cackling at me shooting the speed of
A flash blizzard, unburying the vexation
I heard the laughter of a machine gun
Followed by the raucous undercurrent indignation
Cackling at me shooting the speed of
A flash blizzard, unburying the vexation
Written by: $WAGGOT

