Joan Of Arc - Your Impersonation This Morning Of Me Last Night lyrics

The shine of the lake Our elbows knocking and knees locked for hours Take me fishing and teach me to shoot This headache is the high The despite and internalized, all too well known What money have we? Look Even on the kid on a lap in the pa**enger seat Eating dry Froot Loops from a sandwich bag O, all we all have And all we all have to do Just to keep, let alone know All we all have And all we all have to do Your dad shot your dog Tied plastic bags over your face We left the party To f** in your car Isn't that just like you? Always losing ones you love So appropriately incomplete Isn't that just like you? O, all we all have And all we all have to do Just to keep, let alone know All we all have And all we all have to do