dried biscuits

Mmm
This shit taste fucking good
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I got some
Dried biscuits
In my mouth and I'm
Heading south bound
Out of town
I thought
I'd hit the ocean
Right about now
I'm jumping off the pier when I get there
Yeah
I thought I made it clear
I didn't want to live past last year
Why am I here
No
I hope the cold water takes me away
While I'm under the waves
I hope that I'm not saved
I'll stay under the deep blues
For the remainder of my living days
While my hair is grey
I hope I
I hope I
I hope I grow some fins okay
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Ming, Wet Hed
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