Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
Papa left, momma was probably following his lead
They had better stuff to do, like drinking and smoking weed
And I really hope we don't meet; prison by the end of the week
Stepping on cracks, probably the only superstition I believe (in)
Well, I wanna believe it, but there doesn't seem much reason
Like tryna finish this puzzle without the two missing pieces (them)
Straight-dead liar who's probably suicidal, with the oddest future since
Wolf Gang burned the bible (uh)
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