Back Of Your Neck

steal a car on a dare

dump it in the minow river

you think we're bonnie and clyde

but both of them ****** died

i think you're mid july ?

smoke you in hot as a crack pipe

i wanna love you but we just fun

i know you kill me and that's not right

pretend that you can hold a gun

and i'll pretend that you're the only one

i never shot it into your night

just show me how to pick your locks

on the street i see you walking ahead

i take a picture of the back of your neck

i won't do it to myself again

i won't do it to myself again

i see you bend down matching a grave

but that's a very grave thing to say

out of place, out of take

maybe this is all a mistake

so this devil in me is you

this talk is a kind of glue

a black mass a sick stab

something that i didn't choose