I shot myself in the head with a bottle of wine. I went crawling for answers I knew would add years to my time. Dig enough in a wound any you’ll die. Sometimes it’s just better to try and walk into the night. You’ll do better next light.
To remember that place where we stacked all the waste to the sky or the burnt blistered kiss with the warm steams hot hiss towards the fight. Tact and ramble I ramble alone here to gamble my brittle cracked bones in my hell of a home. To beat the pittance I’m shown.
Cause I shot myself in the head with a bottle of wine. I went crawling for answers I knew would add years to my time. Dig enough in a wound any you’ll die. Sometimes it’s just better to try and walk into the night. You’ll do better next light.
What’s the gain without grace add the scars to my face for the ride. If this ashtray is my hamper to bundle my cancer that’s fine. Shaded edge held the gallantry true. You’re a man if you judge like they do just betray all you knew. Instigation rings through.
Cause I shot myself in the head with a bottle of wine. I went crawling for answers I knew would add years to my time. Dig enough in a wound any you’ll die. Sometimes it’s just better to try and walk into the night. You’ll do better next light.
Septic trails comprehend as the pageantry thinned like a rail. Tell my brothers and father that legacies vanquish the frail. Knelt to graves where i’d pondered the moment I finally prevailed. Oh well, oh well, oh well.
