scarmarks on my back
ink poisoning made me a wreck
spilling out guts, asking for seconds
sweating blood, knuckles breaking
but you're just showing off
on the dance floor
nervously watching
the fucking back door
passing craze, the hype's over
it's time to run, the exit's yonder
mayflying scumbag, nine day wonder
end of season, you're going under
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