…And so the knife goes in and he turns the screw.

Through cracked porcelain veneers hissed one word…

“Gis another bump and pull the stick from his arm” – Hope is just a word.

It’s always 2011 and every day is a funeral, one room and some flogged guitars can teach you that.

Been at it for a while now, not a good racket, but it’s ours…

And so ya birthright and ya legacy can go fuck themselves – what a load of shit.

Change with the wind when the wind suits you.

“Collingwoods Finest” they say…

Rest in Piss

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