Crazy Fucker

He’s a busted main line but you ought to hear him out
Bleeding fortified wine out of the injury that I call my mouth
Trying to insult some crazy fucker from the south
Whose arrow comes to pick me out
And so I’m waiting for a shot of white noise
I don’t want to hear no stupid screaming little half-assed middle-class boy
Because I’ve got a headache
And I’m already full of useless stories
Erin, come pick me out
Because I’ve got a headache
And I’m already full of these useless stories
So Erin, come on, pick me out
Erin, come on, pick me out
A broken arrow