Ducky

It was stated as a question
But they never really mentioned it before
The bliss of piled cash
It tumbled to the ground
As we were changing
Shoveled into the bags
Handed to crowds who waited
Such a simple task
Hid behind the trash that we created

You can feel the ache
The hands that choke the life away
I aimed my gun today
And shot outside the frame
And loved the taste

Go ahead and rеmain distant
Blistered skin from the sеcond you came exposed
It built and boiled over
Tucked under the covers
Flailing
We groveled at the feet
Of a life beyond our reach
So draining
This oh so simple task
That ripped us both in half
We created

You can feel the ache
The hands that choke the life away
I aimed my gun today
And shot outside the frame
And loved the taste
So hand over your worth
Exposed your very worst every day
I aimed my gun today
And shot outside the frame
And loved the taste

You can feel the ache
The hands that choke the life away
I aimed my gun today
And shot outside the frame
And loved the taste