Istasha - When Your Son Is Venison lyrics

24 shots down a buck
Shitfaced and then repeat
On my circadian crutch no adrenaline

Venison Lunch full, Fuck
Belly button punch out
The way I’m soaking in my
Drip just like a towel

Hold up
I got a thread that you can never follow
I keep it red and sweet for
Gretel gotta get a collar just do it
Dot and with a dash I’m a like a semicolon
Oh my god, i’m swimming in the river when
My thread is cut off

Fuck im Sinking down just like a truck
Cut bands Gnaw great, Unstuck

Fuck, I got my dentist in a rot

Gottta bite Gold Chains out of luck

Like a rat turning back
When the pesticides hitting me like a bat

Out the park writing bars
No way that I’m in it
I’m better sending my regards

The way I sit Like my seats electric
I’m a a Best Buy filling my
Cart up with anything that’s rejected
Never cold feet, when the shames on repeat
I got entropy added ad there No benefit
At peace so breathe