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TORTIC:
(verse)
It’s 7 pass the hour here
Bottles lying at my feet
There’s no yawning here
Alarm clock is laughing in my face
To get out of here.
(CHORUS)
Please tell why, I am such a freak
And that this cup won’t be a part of me
Then I wont try to drink to oblivion
Well son, this punch is between me & mom.
(verse)
It’s now 10 pass the hour here
The picture frame is broken and I fear
That there is no one left to feed me
Left to drink me, left to leave me
Here into the dark.
(CHORUS)
Please tell why, I am such a freak
And that this cup won’t be a part of me
Then I wont try to drink to oblivion
Well son, this punch is between me & mom.
(BreaK)
I’ll pray away, and hold my tongue.
Then wash away.
I’ll take my chance, and hold my breathe.
This will not test, my opening.
So tell me its ok
And tuck me back in bed
Take me out the frame
And I will turn my head
(FIN)
It’s just too late now
You mine as well lay down
Your just a pick of the litter
Winner chicken dinner
You are the Pepe Lepeu
Of the rest of broken home of the hard earned theft
You will black her, you slap her
Cause you are such a drunk.
Well father, well don’t bother
You will smother with love, and take with the drugs
Cause I know, your a father
Who never cared about the rest of us.

-JCWJ

Thanks again to TMV_TOOL for letting me collaborate over his sick ass instrumentals. Love his music so much its sickening.

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