The shine of the lake
Our elbows knocking and knees locked for hours
Take me fishing and teach me to shoot
This headache is the high
The despite and internalized, all too well known
What money have we? Look
Even on the kid on a lap in the passenger seat
Eating dry Froot Loops from a sandwich bag
O, all we all have
And all we all have to do
Just to keep, let alone know
All we all have
And all we all have to do
Your dad shot your dog
Tied plastic bags over your face
We left the party
To fuck in your car
Isn't that just like you?
Always losing ones you love
So appropriately incomplete
Isn't that just like you?
O, all we all have
And all we all have to do
Just to keep, let alone know
All we all have
And all we all have to do
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