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A super relatable song about shitting yourself from alcohol withdrawals.

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How am I still breathing?
Is Old English vegan?
Tell me what is this thing that you call water? (Laundy/Stable)
Just some age old questions and existential dread
Here's to hoping I don't shit myself again

Maybe I'll die before I wake
I pray to Goddess please don't break my ukulele strings busking for song beer money
Tonight I'm sleeping on the couch but you can crash on the front porch
Oh wont you bury me, sterilize or marry me?

If you can't take me at my worst then you deserve to know that I am best at throwing things into the void and blowing it up
Tonight I'm drinking for cure
To watch this whole damn city burn
And with out knowing it, the best part of me is showing

Why is my heart still bleeding for all the ticks and fleas I had to murder to spare my dog?
Another luke-warm 40 and existential dread
Here's to hoping I don't shit myself again
Not again!

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from I Never Knew Taking a Shit Could Be So Sexual, released February 28, 2018

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tinyhands Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Negative people with bullshit instruments

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