Tayler Lacey - Family Dinner

Well I think you better stop testing luck
Keep a gun in your glove box
I don't know who you're trying to kill
Yourself or everyone else

Dust Bunny burrow under your desk
Naw at your bones as you try to resist
You meet your friends at the cafe Sunday's
We've been watching you for months
We've been watching you for months

You're the last to come and the first to go
We walked a mile home
Didn't get there until 3 AM
I tried not to walk so slow

You can't eat but I know you're hungry
You screamed at me twice last year
Oh the rain pricked my skin and you said please get in
We're getting the fuck out of here
I've got to get the fuck out of here

I remember sitting at your table
Drinking life away and thinking life was gray
That leather couch didn't save my life
But the people on top of it did

Written by:
Tayler Lacey

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