The Faint - Fish in a Womb

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This slice in my neck,
it's been there since before I was born
I was breathing like a fish in a womb
In a tank full of fluid

I did 9 months
until the Doc cut me loose
My mother was filled with popcorn
Soaked in strawberry hill boones

Every day is like the first
but with a harder head
Every day is like the first
but with a harder head

That slice in my neck,
it's oozing jelly as clear as glass
Between my fingers and my thumb
It'll stretch for inches between the bones

Every day is like the first
but with a harder head
Every day is like the first
but with a harder head