Letras:
End Of A Year You Are Beneath Me

Give me a call when your marriage dissolves. Dial my phone when the family stalls. Reach out for me when you've nothing at all. I'll be reaching right

a wintry mix. And here's the twist: I torched your coat. Grandpa died on far-off frontlines, But that's not the end for me. I much prefer warmth and

forget. And then. My consistent request, to those who might save me from this. Both feet in quickrete. Both drums rupture. Both lungs burst, from what you put me

farm a garrote. Now here's how you solve them: Put your knee in my back, let your hands do the sawing. What I wouldn't give for a billion smaller problems

for him. Unsolicited opinion: I don't like the men you're with. A reoccurring idea: White sands with no end; a sunny day with no wind. You firmly planted

in the place except you and me So set 'em up, Joe Got a little story, I think you should know We're drinkin', my friend To the end of a sweet episode

act Their minds are filled with big ideas Images and distorted facts Even you, yesterday You had to ask me where it was at I couldn't believe after all these years You

same as every year. Inside the wrapping there Are a few more wrinkles and a little less hair. Another Autumn leaf is turning, One more soul for candle-burning. Hid beneath

Knicca) Now tell me somthing has emerged Legions of demons [cas a nigga finna] Rip 'em in plenty trick [for a date with my smith & wesson] Bitch you living Now you