Shake this ground well of hate
This is why I rot
Woah, shoot
Oh yeah, why don't you shoot?
Yeah, shoot
Oh yeah!
Indian Bill
Take your fucking fork
And shove it down your own throat
And
He's my thing
Stay away from my thing
Why don't you get
She screams sweet hell
In her old white nightie
With rips and
Blind your mind
So tears will melt
Numb the place
Where pain is
Well
Why?
Why did you leave me
When I was still inside of
Why do you make me feel so bad?
Why do you
I wear the same face as you
and you share my
Desperate digging for conviction
Harbouring a false shame
Desperate digging fo