The Shit Sisters
These Arms Are Snakes
The night light shined like nights before
Ashift of a wrist into a closed door
Let there be obsession
It is what it is
Let there be no regard
It's washed away
Let there be finance and holiday dinner with beautiful children
Let there be violence, but let there be solace in the final breath
So ride you dark cowboy, ride
Ride into the night
Ride on your $100,000 horse
May there be procelain
401k plans
NASDAQ
Assurance and insurance
Please let your children sleep tonight
Spoon fed quarters till they backed up his throat
An ivy league could have been
An heir to a family coat
"This pressure is beyond anything I can believe
I was born too deep
What exactly is my networth of pride?"
So we ride