Paroles de Uncle

uncle and his porno and his dog named luck shot of bourbon on his hipbone he can't leave the little girls alone no he can't leave the little girls alone underneath the river running with the trains is where i wanna bury this endless shame say uncle say uncle maybe he was a victim when he was a little boy now all he is is angry rotting from the inside out rotting from the inside out now all he is is drinking and blacking out where are your excuses rotting from the inside out rotting from the inside out say