Punchline

Out of left field
It hit me
Abruptly
I'll never know what it's like

To be manly
With a fucked up
Buzzcut
I couldn't if I tried

Surviving
Led blindly
So Kindly
I've got a feeling that it's going south
But it's fine I've got a pretty open mind about what I put in my mouth

Plastic baby Jesus
He lines up the houses on every side

He can see me
Hear me talking
Just watching
Or maybe I got too high

And I sit with myself
Surrounded by my own declining health
But it's fine I'll just swallow my pride and work on destroying myself



Credits
Writer(s): Ry Minter
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