carpool - car lyrics
i wanna see your hands, wrapped around my neck
if i am born of blood, it tastes like shame
what’s one more drink?
and so i wash it down
pseudo thoughtfuls think
in substance i drown
what’s one more pill?
and so i swallow away
my shepherd works the corner, and to a vice i pray
my crisis averted, when christ was aborted
and now we’re all k!llers, sinners, guilty
washed in the river – filthy
gutters, virgin mothers – left me here to suffer
bleak night
blaspheme
left in the trenches of mangers when you were a child
raised in the trenches, born in the trenches, came from the trenches and no, we’ll never get out
we had youth (we had you)
until we washed ourselves –
in the river
take me
i’m f+cking filthy
oh you try and save me
but i’m too guilty
guilty of nothing
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