Market On Front St (feat. Gyats0)

Theres a market down on front street
That i go to and they sell everything except
Cheap beer and cigarrettes
Love letters i never sent
To my grandma
I dont deserve her
At all
Then i take my ass to church
For the first time in
Ten or twelve years

Just to make fun of all the preists
Theyre praying in their sleep
Saying we want peace on earth
And jesus to return and proof god exists

Theres a bar i hang out on the south side
I never order drinks i order
The bartenders sympathy
He makes a face when i ask him if

He thinks that girl likes me
And if he really believes
He says boy im certain of only two things
I love my wife and she fucking hates me



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Davis
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