Foot Shooter
Well, the booze in my blood
Runs fast and loud
And my brain shouts down to my mouth
Say whatever I think
Say it at him
And when the dam bursts open
And you're drowned out, boy
Better go outside
Sit in your boat and wait
Till you get washed away
Hold your thoughts
Time your rallies, ah, ah, aah
Pluck up your ears
We're doin' it verbal but I am loaded
Duck under that desk
Cover your neck, ah, ah, aah
Pickin' your skin
As I begin to shoot myself in the foot again
And as the voice succumbs
And my mouth goes numb
I limp out to the sound
Of the breakin' of broken toes
A vandal spoke
And in the stark
And the sobering dry sunlight
I will blink my eyes
And hope the blink can erase
All the shit that I said and did
Hold your thoughts
Time your rallies, ah, ah, aah
Pluck up your ears
We're doin' it verbal but I am loaded
Duck under that desk
Cover your neck, ah, ah, aah
Pickin' your skin
As I begin to shoot myself in the foot again
And if I shoot at you
You should shoot at me too
We can drown in the ghost
Of the thick dark words we throw
And if my face turns white
I apologize
I am sorry, it's not your fault
It's mine
Hold your thoughts
Time your rallies, ah, ah, aah
Pluck up your ears
We're doin' it verbal but I am loaded
Duck under that desk
Cover your neck, ah, ah, aah
Pickin' your skin
As I begin to shoot myself in the foot again
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