Black Mold

a hint of lime
brings back the time
when we were young and stupid
we loved like children
in the rain
i wish we only knew it
we walked for miles on 
eighty proof spiced rum
we found no answers
the shag green carpet 
told the truth about alien landers

will we go all the way
will we stay in all day
on Robitussin chasers

well we slept above the cigarette store
all on separate couches
we ran a tab
for beer and cigs
and hit four hundred dollars
bored to death
but still alive
we drove right out of town
chris got pulled over
and a dui
and then my car broke down

will we go all the way
will we stay in all day
on Robitussin chasers

brent and i stayed in a room
that rented by the hour
drank Robitussin 
and each other in 
and we waited for my brother
chris showed up at ten am
he spent the night in a cell
jeff showed up and took us home 
and we drank til we felt well

will we go all the way
will we stay in all day
on Robitussin chasers
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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