Manchac - Donovan Wolfington

How many shotguns have you shot?

I forgot, it’s a lot

Please smoke pot and try to calm down.

But I’m waiting on your soul

To attach to your backbone

Then run, tell all your friends

Then just leave it alone.

Now you talk the way

You used to talk with me but now with him

and you’ll talk for days

with no result and no conclusion, I’m still confused and alone

But your halo is always going to glow

You stabbed my back with ease

Could you take the knife out please?

While I’m trapped out in the swamp

I’ll just wait and bleed

Sit in my room and rot

With all the windows and doors locked

Your green eyes still bloodshot

You’re a mess, you forgot

You wrote it all on the wall

As a caring caveat

To let yourself know itself

Drunk in a parking lot

Where we first got to talk about thoughts

Of falling in love

Now I’ve got a hockey mask

That I’ve spray-painted black

Cause I’m no copycat

I don’t play like that

But your halo is always going to glow.

Tied up in the backyard

Wondering where the hell you are

From the bottom of my heart say hello to the sharks