Don't Ask Don't Tell

I bleed it out, go, stop the show
Choppy words in a sloppy flow
Shotgun, I pull, lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go

Mama help me I’ve been cursed
Death is rolling in every verse
Candy paint on his brand new Hearse
Can’t contain him he knows he works

“I wondered what happened when you offered yourself to someone, and they opened you, only to discover you were not the gift they expected and they had to smile and nod and say thank you all the same.”

Not a thing is forgotten, not a thing is forgiven…

BUT I DID IT ANYWAY!

FUCK YEAH!