why?

why?

what?

Wine is fine but whiskey’s quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle and drown your sorrows
Then it floods away tomorrows

Evil thoughts and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought that you’d escape the reaper
You can’t escape the master keeper

’cause you feel like you’re living a lie
Such a shame who’s to blame and you’re wondering why
Then you ask from your cask us there life after birth
What you sow can mean hell on this earth

Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper’s traveling at full throttle
It’s catching you but you don’t see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me

Breaking laws, knocking doors
But there’s no one at home
Made your bed, rest your head
But you lie there and moan
Where to hide, suicide is the only way out
Don’t you know what it’s really about

A pretty young girl from Oakland hills
stole her dads car and all her moms pills
got fucked up and drove off a cliff
and ended up dead,dead in a ditch

just like her mother always told her
she'd wind up all fucked up dead
dead in a ditch.

Quote:

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A pretty young girl from Oakland hills
stole her dads car and all her moms pills
got fucked up and drove off a cliff
and ended up dead,dead in a ditch

just like her mother always told her
she'd wind up dead....dead in a ditch.

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cool


"When I was young and had no sense,
I pissed upon an electric fence.
It shocked my dick and Shocked My balls,
and made me shit my coveralls"