Benjamin Bock - Shotgun Wedding

So what if I got it from God?
This sore on my sacrum's an art piece
They told me "reach out and go far"
But I nearly lost my whole arm
Fuck this

Nature's been calling me out
My body reflecting my doubt now
To call you- a desperate mess
To call you- just you calling me out

Don't proffer me a shotgun wedding
Don't hold my hand while it's settling
This virus seeps into your nerves
The nerve you've got, the men you have to serve

Oh, simplex, I'm ready to go
This cut on my arm left a hole in my heart
And I'm bubbling 'til full-up with rage
Can't cure it with sage, can't cure it with sage
And fuck my whole life and my name
Can't cure this with much but a noose to be tucked
And I'm fucking myself once again
Fucking has been my only friend and

Don't proffer me a shotgun wedding
Don't hold my hand while it's settling
This virus seeps into your nerves
The nerve you've got, the men you have to serve

It's just one time, it's just one time
It's just one time, it's just one time
It's just one time, it's just one time
It's just one time, it's just one time

It's all the time

Written by:
Benjamin Bock

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