Dead Weight

The ones born in shit with no remorse or no regret, Watch the foundation break we laugh as we take. Born the son of a carpenter and highschool secretary, Bread blue collar in a white trash town, with just enough to lose. But I learned the value in wa

The cobwebs and the guns There's no use in containing Your contaminated lungs So obvious you're straining And when you said "I'm real Just cloaked in shades of darkness" It made me lose my feel For happiness so I guess You are a shiny example Oh