eddie - dylan willett lyrics
atta boy
join a twelve step
to go ghost at
pull up late
sportin’ shaky hands
fresh road rash
came to collect coin
over take the french roast trap
i’m leavin’ with a half a pack of ‘ports
a chick in sweatpants with no dad
and twenty f*cking dollars
of hers worth in kohl’s cash
it’s f*cking trash
an old scab i can’t help
not to go and pick at but
daddy’s gettin’ a new pair of pants
this whole war of life
made me stronger
than i wanted to be
me and everyone’s
a whole liability
so best to avoid
any watering holes
cause everyone needs
means everyone goes
that’s knowingly
approaching bullsh*t
a handful of potential smokes
while stumbling in and out
a couple pairs of wobbly scopes
brew pub or forest
seems fruitless to learn to forage
it don’t matter the season
when everyone is wearing orange
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