Mother censored me, I don't need that bullshit. 
I'll never make, never make it on my own.
But who's to say, I'll never get by anyway.
It keeps me up, just thinkin' about it.

My pocket's filled with teeth and blood.
I ain't a father nor a son.
And I'll never become either one.
I got a problem, I got a problem

Cocaine, Cocaine, Cocaine.

Mother censored me, I don't need that bullshit. 
I'll never make, never make it on my own.
But who's to say, I'll never get far anyway.
It keeps me up, just thinkin' about it.


Orig
https://oakapplerecords.bandcamp.com/track/60

Art
www.uncleoutrage.com

$60 (Uncle Outrage Cover / DEMO)

AngelLust