Wide Mouth

40 Grit

Life
You think you just know it all
Youre frayed
As your concentration breaks
Come down
Off this politician rage
For now
Just think, just stink,
Just think, just stink of me

It can be your way
Write the book of life
I can be your way

Is this arranger?
Is this right?
Is it the way that you come at me?

This is arranged. This is deranged
This is arranger. This isnt right
Why dont you just think, just stink
Just think, just stink like me?

CHORUS

More have suffered
War has suffered
Whore of sufferage
More have fucked alone
Its been years since Ive
figured out
Ive seen you dead
We died, reformed
Many reasons why
Wished voices come true
Just for you, just for you
Life - youre frayed
come down - for now
For now

CHORUS