she used to get abused but left the battle
so she gets other guys and switches saddles
she sends us to have a picnic with grandma
while she's stripping and has nothing but her bra
she gets us a nintendo and goes into the kitchen
where she has a guy to keep her from bitchin
they're in there for a while and you here a rustle
dont go check on her, she'll inforce the muscle
she finally gets a guy and i'm to young to realize
all he really likes is my mommas inner thighs
but he buys us stuff and thats real cool
but really he just uses us as a tool
oh well it will all happen some more
this guy will be shoved right out the door
we will suffer while she goes insane
and she will get evil just like cain
but we will love her no matter what
she will become a crazy slut
and threaten to leave all the time
but oh well, we dont see it as a crime...
death is all around us
but we disrespect it
we bury the dead
why cant the dead
stay on the couch
we bury the dead
instead we put them away
in a box underground
we bury the dead
i guess we will learn
when we die
we bury the dead
in the wars of the world no one knows what is right,
they fight for belief and battle all night,
the cries are infinite, dreadful, and long,
and the fucking stoners just smoke their bong,
who cares about the people who die for the stuff we think is right,
as long as we can get shit faced and stoned tonight....
in a crowded room
all by myself
no one is here
except the others
they beat me down
in a field
the ravens caw
and shadows are aroud me
death draws near
i feel his wrath
and its darkness
in this box
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