Get Your Dog Out Of My Salmon Bushes Lyrics

I am f*cking crazy

Our mothers, the wolves, the others, you choose
The others bring news it means nothing to you
We need deeper cuts, smaller lines and softer f*cks for
the harder times

You're all so good at being a burden and testing the
waters on virgins
I am wasting too much time waiting in line
Trying to be that stand up guy one bottle at a time Those first words said backwards were their last words

You feel like shit but I feel like dancing
It's all done now, I know I did well

Do your f*cking arms hurt from loving yourself too much
And always being that reliable crutch
This is the place to be insane, turn the page, wash your
hands

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