Wet Blanket

There's a little lick at the beginning you just use your pinky on the first note, listen to song it's easy to figure out binge drink all weekend and then crash with you on my couch as all your bad thoughts sink in and you're afraid to leave them out though I guess you're kinda tired of improving on yourself so quit before you're fired for your collapsing mental health that you can't help while you're staring at your sleeping three year old daughter just remember she can't survive on Top Ramen and tap water so send her back to the factory where they make human beings her tiny crippled face will always haunt your vivid dreams until you're numb to humanity for what you've done like birthing blue flowers that line your hospital room except no one gives a shit if you get well soon or if you die so hear my tiny voice turning hoarse as I cry that you've got to save yourself because it's not my place to try I'd tell you to fuck off if I didn't really care though I know deep in your heart that you are not beyond repair and I'm your wet blanket