old boots - mbck lyrics
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i’m rifling through my pockets looking for something to eat
i’d trade my lips for something sweet
best believing
i might keep a silver razor in a sheath on my left thigh
in case he drinks too much this time
won’t be saved though
though i rather pack my stuff and run
there’s something in me that hopes
the forgiveness of his soul
know he needs it
i’ll throw away the pair of shoes
the ones you thought would replace my old boots
money can’t buy your poor manhood
which is broken
and i…
if i leave my life behind
mother’ll say it’s fine
but she’ll cry for the liеs of their children
and i
could forgive my acts of sеlfishness?
no i can’t
but i’ll start to age and resent
my best beliefs…
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