Testo: Letters To Cleo. Go!. Find You Dead.

once i knew this boy you wanted what you could
get if you wanted is so bad why did you go and
take it out in trade instead my momma cried she
shook and wandered off to a different place
my daddy couldn't make things bettter then if he
couldn't say it wait around and maybe i'll forget
about it after awhile instead i like to think ahead
'til they find you dead skipping out on god is
bad but not worse than mitigating it that's why
i don't make the time to hope and pray so i'm
just gonna shine in the brillance of the only one
who's gotten you behind wait around... 'til i find
a bag and get my turn in effigy you'll burn