No Drink no. 3

Up above they'll take a bow
Pretending that they rule the clouds
Green hair pokes out of the water
Crouched in the seep
You're drunk and slobbered

Clouds creep through the under door
Knowing less yet speaking more
Clean you accept the chlorine casing
You're covered in dirt so the mud is bored
Packaged and shipped
Hitch with the rich
Pigs on the spick
Oh you'll break like sticks
Land full of hicks, oh
Fuck those pricks
Crash when the railway bends no more

Up above they'll take a bow
Pretending that they rule the clouds
Green hair pokes out of the water
Crouched in the seep
You're drunk and slobbered

Clouds creep through the under door
Knowing less yet speaking more
Clean to accept the chlorine casing
You're covered in dirt so the mud is bored



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Writer(s): Brianna Eckenrod
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