Why? Good Friday Lyrics

if you grew up with white boys
who only look at black and puerto rican p___o
cause they want something that their dad don't got
then you know where you're at

mortaring your earholes shut in a rush with wet c__e
in a starbucks bathroom with the door closed
on booze, i'm left in residue and confused
like the first time you used soft water
down on my luck, caught unaware
like houdini when the last fist struck

if i'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, i am

sucking d___ for drink tickets
at the free bar at my cousin's bat mitzvah
cutting the punch line and it ain't no joke
devoid of all hope circus mirrors and pot smoke
picking fights on d___ night
with shirlies and lokes and s_____ing purses

doing out on karaoke and forgetting all the verses
blowing kisses to disinterested b____es
playing lead lay in a bad way on broadway
sending s__y smses to my exes new man cause i can
on the road trying to break an old van
eating p____ for new fangs, i am what the hell
using purell till my hands bleed and swell
missing mail at a motel 6, i'm unwell

if i'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, i am

it feels exciting touching your handwriting
getting h____ by reading it and repeating poor me
intently staring at the picture of your feet on the sticker
at the r. crohn's exhibit, i wonder who's sicker

jerking off in an art museum john till my d___ hurts
the kind of s___ i won't admit to my head shrinker
not even in a whisper to my own little sister
i just act like a d___ and talk s___ when i'm with her

aught six i'll say the friday before easter
was not what i cried to myself in the p___er
and with you in the front row at the silver jews show
and you act like you didn't notice, my fear of the bear
at s_____z pizza when i saw six was overwhelming and not dissimilar to this

if i'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, i am

at jacob han's on tour i wake up
hung over on a hardwood floor
from a dream about how your dress
hangs off of your little b______
i'd rather be dead than call this song
how i lost your respect but god bless or get neglected
and i'll see you when the sun sets east, don't forget me

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