Clovers
Tied up in a body bag
Clean me with a sloppy rag
Choke her on the shotty gag
Fuck her like a spotty fag
Floating up like a shopping bag
There's no stopping Til I'm dropping
To the ground
And I splattered all around
Hear me fall to my demise
You can't look me in my eyes
Took so long to realise
That i only like the wise
Fall fall falling down
Down the staircase
Down to hell
Down to where my ex is held
Down there is a living hell
Runnin in what feels like slower than normal pace
I cannot face
You or anybody that I've ever fucked over
Its game over
Found a fucking field of clovers
All of my friends are like rovers
Send them far away
When they can't take your pain
If I ever gave into temptation
Take me far away
To some place that I could stay
For the rest of my days
Empty graves
Every which way when turn my fucking head
And look up to the rays
Kp keep fucking these hoes
How did it go?
All you should know
That you should go
All of this shit is conjoined at the bone
If I told you I knew where to go
So that nothing would grow but my nose
I am laying deceased in a bed with a rose
Clean me with a sloppy rag
Choke her on the shotty gag
Fuck her like a spotty fag
Floating up like a shopping bag
There's no stopping Til I'm dropping
To the ground
And I splattered all around
Hear me fall to my demise
You can't look me in my eyes
Took so long to realise
That i only like the wise
Fall fall falling down
Down the staircase
Down to hell
Down to where my ex is held
Down there is a living hell
Runnin in what feels like slower than normal pace
I cannot face
You or anybody that I've ever fucked over
Its game over
Found a fucking field of clovers
All of my friends are like rovers
Send them far away
When they can't take your pain
If I ever gave into temptation
Take me far away
To some place that I could stay
For the rest of my days
Empty graves
Every which way when turn my fucking head
And look up to the rays
Kp keep fucking these hoes
How did it go?
All you should know
That you should go
All of this shit is conjoined at the bone
If I told you I knew where to go
So that nothing would grow but my nose
I am laying deceased in a bed with a rose
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Writer(s): Tyson Dean O'bryan
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