steak Lyrics

All these split-lipped kids who get blitzed on vicks nyquil

They convince themselves that this life is not real.

The dad hits the mom, so the mom hits the bottle -

Toddler on the side, wide-eyed, behavior modeled.

Selfish lascivious bodies view babies as but a byproduct,

Drink to cope with pain 'til veins are rotgut-aqueducts,

Never could abstain, chased fame with coke and googled-tits,

"Weed seed and feed, my child... that's existence."

Long as i've got my apple pie, things are looking up for the first time.

I call myself a lover with a great big heart, but i piss in the gutter where they can't afford art.

I can keep warm in the winter time, in fact i'll roll up my sleeves and hit the auto-recline.

'Long as i've got my rib eye, turn up my nose and i'll walk on by. (yay)

Learning how to chew from the mom's neglected nicorette

Hope comes from the news where there're bombs and record-setting debt.

Silver linings obscured by wrong-crowds vape clouds,

Making up their 'drip' by stealing it from the 'lost and found.'

Easy to fall through all these cracks when you're just skin and bone,

Hard to tell gloves from a hat without a loving home.

Alimony leaks from an estranged father's pension,

Generations learn from the same... and did i mention?

'Long as i've got my gig-wifi, things are looking up for the first time.

Got a watch and a phone, but can't give the time, i'll just vote in the help, "it'll be just fine."

I can keep clean while my eyes are blind, i can call up my dad if my card declines.

'Long as i've got my t-bone, lock up the castle and sleep on the throne.

'Long as i've got my rib eye....

'Long as i've got my free time.