Alcohol numbed all my morals
My local pastor once said
But nowadays he is in prison
For touching all those kids
And Jesus killed my sister
And Jesus took my wallet
So I walked down to the liquor store
And I stole a nip of vodka
Then I popped that fucker open
And I chugged it on the sidewalk
Thought about going back in
But instead I just threw up
So if I crawl my stupid sorry ass right out of your window tonight
Just lock it up behind me and assume that I’m alright
Because our fathers fed us bullets
And our mothers fed us Motrin
To hang us in an in between
To make sure that we stayed quiet
I watch your silhouette take shooters
I watch your shadow start to cry
I’m still hanging in that in between
I’ll hang here till I die
Because Jesus strangled Satan
And Jesus fucked my boyfriend
So I walked up to the train tracks
And waited for a sudden end
And when no train came to hit me
I must have started sobbing
Thought about going insane
Thought my brain must’ve been clotting
So if I crawl my stupid sorry ass right out of your window tonight
Just lock it up behind me and assume that I’m alright
credits
from I Have No Brain,
released March 28, 2020
fritter - vocals
bee - guitar, banjo
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