As You Were

Stale as a 2 day half full beer
 Cigarette boats float around in here
 A field in my gut lacking sunshine
 Put down like a teenager's first drink
 I cough up compliments, I think
 You're better off walking away while you still can
 She was passing through to climb a hill
 As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
 My better half was praying for you to fall
 Rotten like a 3 week half full glass
 Of breast milk, drunken off my ass
 I would give anything to erase the past nine years of my life
 Put down like a prostitute in court
 All liberty soon to abort
 Like my sanity, like thoughts of you
 She was passing through to climb a hill
 As you slipped and slid on my gut spill
 My better half was praying for you to fall
 Praying for you to fall
 So pitiful
 Praying for you to fall
 I'm fucking pitiful
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 Praying for you to fall
 So pitiful
 Praying for you to fall
 So fuckin' pitiful