Skinbag Pilots
Don't lose sleep
Fretting about being 6 feet deep
The hole we're born digging
Living ain't the gift that keeps giving
One soul repoed every 5 minutes
Skinbag pilots hide their privates
All their lives then mourn in silence
Pray for guidance
Everlasting life
But it's a fucking lie
We all die
We all die, die, die, die, die
Writer/s: The Erratic Retaliator Strategy
