It's all about . . . s e x Aside from sex - which is all for control I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT So they left me in the fucking hole The only place I've ever felt at home: Between the context and the bottle that holds my soul I've always been alone, so I'll stay alone You can drink me 'til I'm done - Throw me on the ground I've grown to love Explain to mama it's a l l m y f a u l t I never had the gull to . . . stop. But even if I did, would it have been my choice? I said I'm done and they supported that but held their breath of course You can't turn off the thoughts, not like they turned out the lights Or forget the way they flickered - when we talked about how grandfather d i e d He refused to say any goodbyes So do I SO DO IStaySick Recordings
