Open mics

The tint of my window be bloody red from a cruddy dude that bleed through my bad driving ed high score cred Moses sea you don’t got snot on me change as your range all call disengage children dying like in the second grade faster than Egypts plague I had two good legs begged the Lord and He forgave. So now I get to pave while the families sit in black around an early grave sometimes children misbehave but how old is we?Cant be me, you see Justin the nick of a mans golden years babies buried not far from the bar my car stares lime life alcohol and tears time on my hands it was too late to understand simply stop and slow and Stop again then look 2twice as you cross the intersection these days got Lot brother going Ham speed on lights bodies sum adds up cup poured over send that sweet soul over! Chorus* Pine speakers vibrate as we get to escape the pearly gate but the kids don’t wait late in life we see no more clear than a sip of beer bombed all senses gone drawn to a muddy grave none left can’t be deaf just cold pulses and last breath. Pine woods have good equate barely any weight no state identity none too straight the plentiful pretty pennies mint condition so we pray and listen! Societies trip me out like Cancun but you goons tune to cartoons for inspired mars gone Tarzon flare these girls don’t even care jane be like Bain bang me with your vines grind on the blocks like a battery beaten soldier with socks docks and rocks on a bay tip my interest in dismay so made in the USA or they! Ukay now belief we got a thief so pay a price not nice how you advise did our chastened zones stars clone hastened moans blazing and gone not another victor but predictor of the ticker peel like a sticker and bball out bounce before we all find clout no doubt sea sprout and quiet storm drought need a way today! Chorus * 2x