Wine Fault - Safety Matches

I want to pledge
My allegiance
To the slope that we share
’Cause the flow
Connects us
In the same direction
And my surname
Obligates us
To get physical
Well, witching boi
What is it that you’re looking for?
In a drainland
Like this one
Well witching boi
You ain’t got clue
The ground
That you tread upon
Is where cattle dropped dead
And people did too
I want to pledge
My allegiance
To the pillar we share
We should have been
Buckled up as one
Now I’m smashed
I’m smashed like the Princess of Wales
Well, witching boi
What you’re looking to prove?
Digging holes, where holes ain’t due
You deaf?
Or blind?
Or both?
Why don’t you count your blessings
And pack all you’re worth?
Witching boi, i’m getting lost in you
Said you dream of a house
A wife in bloom
Quit!
I beg you
You’re making things just worse
There are plenty other ways of turning
Money into noise

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Wine Fault

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