The Rule of Two - Grave Tending

Floating pouring pouting all day
Petulant face unamused unafraid
I'm just wasting away
Bitch I'm so rotten
Hanging by a string I might pop out and rob him
Handle of whiskey empty pour it all in me
I'm still handling business
Felt a sharp pain in my kidneys
Is my life ending this is me paying my penance
Only a few stuck around feel like I'm winning fuck them good riddance
I'm on the prowl for something to help me forget shit
Drinking myself to the pearly gates mouth agape
Lay down in my early grave
Dug a couple graves for them sith boys
Wishing better weather shedding petals I'm a sick boy
Unleash the flame and the pitchforks
Direct the blame like it ain't yours
Maury ain't the father better watch her only talking like a cold war
Stealing from the lost and found finders keepers jeepers creepers
Call me Abe 'cuz we ain't linking
You needed someone to believe in
I needed someone for the weekend
Barrel full of broken dreams I'll meet you where the road ends
I'm ducking been a dope fiend hoe please
Save me from the lectures ain't no way I'm getting better
I'm just coping 'till I'm choking in my coffin from the dust that I just swallowed
Chillin' where the trees meet the freeway
Got that bitch on replay gaudy pack shawty that's a three way
Puffin' back camel packs life going nowhere
I'm chugging back honey jack dying I don't care

Written by:
Dylan Farlow, Tanner Strickland

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