Salem Wolves - More Weight!

More weight!
More weight on these tired bones
Ya damn sonnovabitch better have the last word
With a curse rattling in your throat
Get up
Get up and face the setting sun
You’re high on ayahuasca and razorblades
You know the night is still young
I feel so
I feel so
Shit faced
Shit faced and sweating gin
You dragged me outta my home
By the scruff of my neck
Wearing nothing but this rictus grin
You said “what you are is fiend and rake
Don’t even think about pleading the fifth”
I said, “Excuse me your honor but you got me all wrong
When everyone knows you're a stiff”
I feel so
I feel so
I got lost
I got lost on the way back home
I broke a window outside to let myself in
I cut myself fingers down to the bone
I might have slept on the floor
I might puked in the sink
But I’m clinging to the last estate
You got your hands around my throat so tight
Saying everyone needs more weight, everybody MORE WEIGHT!

Written by:
Gray Bouchard

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