Hostage Life When I Get Cancer Or f..ck It Just Cut Out All The Parts Of Me That Have Stopped Working
continuing with my commitment to self-destruction
you might have brought me in
I’ll take myself out
light ‘em up, because this don’t mean nothing and all I want to know
is how long it takes with no maintenance for this body to break?
hold our glasses high to match our eyes and toast the brown haze in the sky
when I get I cancer I’ll consider regret
save this body when there’s nothing left for me to abuse or forsake
piss on myself with the choices I make
I’ll start fighting when the battle’s lost
wallow in the now, with no thought of it’s cost
continuing with my resentment of what you’re saying
it’s all part of some plan I could never understand
who the f..ck do you think you’re playing?
when I die don’t bury me
hang my body from a plastic tree
fan the fire when you burn it down
so I can hang forever over this town
I’ll suck on a new gun
swear it’s my last one
rely on my third lung
when I get cancer, baby doll, I’ll be done
