Old Fall River

water will float on my back
drift in reverse, i hold my breath
with a dead stare
tell me now, does it hurt?

going down old fall river
washed into town no one bothers
i called you up mom
he doesn't know my name

walking back to the bare room
feet vibrate. mad. talking shit
i think you're awful
silence blows through the trees

water will float on my back
drift in reverse, i hold my breath
with a dead stare
tell me now, does it hurt?



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Writer(s): Clint Weber
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