i don’t think we should even go there ‘cuz see
there’s a hole in my head where he used to be
and maybe you see something moving in me
but it’s only the breeze
like the twinkling of the leaves
it’s only a breeze through a dead tree.
and i don’t even know what i’m doing this for
‘cuz i drink myself into a ball on the shower floor
just to burn my mother off for the umpteenth time
and you will bury me some day.
credits
from Foamy Lather (2008),
released May 1, 2008
karry walker - resophonic guitar, toy accordion, vocals
myles boisen - electric guitars, production
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