Love Song

I'm gonna test a little luck, tryna play with big guns

Help strap this tin can to the wall, I want to hear what they saw

Hang on tight 'till the bitter end

Acting tough when you need a friend

Gross hesitations gutting everyone in town

Like a rat in a cage you're the bomb, you're the rage

Catastrophic season, I can barely even cry

Only holding onto the kind of love that keeps you alive

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I never said I was a nice kind lover, I'm full of snakes

I come alive when the bite takes over

under cover from the blankest state

I'd even lick the venom out from both of my eyes

I'd even take a stand from the butchers block

Another white boys mother

Another caveman stutter

Corrupted cat in water

You know I found the spot