the stench of fermenting piss interude

I hear you
It's obvious when you go silent you Don't want me near you
I thought maybe this time was different but darlin you're see through

Cut back on cashin
I went back to passive
But somehow i'm flaccid
I ponder relapsing
When pondering past things
I pull back the hammer to silence the madness
Brain cell on my ring
No ring on my cell
Haven't heard from you I hope all is well
I hope he treats you good while you sit in that cell
And you think about what I had given, oh well



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Writer(s): Em Earle-lambert
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