Slow

Cate

now if you are feeling gone and feeling far
yeah i can help you i can light your cigar
cause death is a friend we all meet in the end and none ever got away
speak for yourself, don’t ever let the luster fade

maybe you could get a gun, destroy something out of fun
sometimes god doesn’t care about a strange son
cause god is something, some will meet him if they don’t never do no wrong
i wonder if my hands will ever kill someone

I respect my elders, I respect your elders, but don’t expect me to be
your brunette girl with a mini skirt and a tee

every man is a little queer
but not really if all you like is women and beer
or so i’ve been told, it is kinda old
but i guess that there is some truth
all the boys behold that is a man to look