We Gotta Learn How To Read

Slowly
Sink in
To your grave
Slowly
Sink in
To your grave
Slowly
Sink in
To your grave
Slowly
Sink in
To your grave

Go home
Have your dog lick your bloody wound
The smoking gun will leave you laughing at your final dues

Fall asleep
(Calling relief to be)



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Klutzaritz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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