Grandma's Wine from 2018 Demo by Birth Order

He drank from grandma's wine and walked right out the door
Goodbye to all you fucks who soaked him on the floor
Walking out on Wednesday, shrinking in their heads
Free-form pissed on little lives in unmade beds

The state of Oklahoma is a hard place
To be born into then emigrate
But the paper boy kept throwing fuckin pulp at the front door
He had to go

Follow him down 39th, stay way back, way behind
Don't give him the goddamned satisfaction
Up 13th, there he goes
All he sees is all he knows
Guess it's always kind of been that way huh

I"ll arrive to take the blame
A lower fruit, a higher flame
God gave me no goddamned plan of action

Solid as a fucking rock
Eyes half open, closing down
One more sip from grandma's wine
One more gesture toward the jug
Gone for a long, long time

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