uncle and his porno
and his dog named luck
shot of bourbon on his hipbone
he can't leave the little girls alone
no he can't leave the little girls alone
underneath the river
running with the trains
is where i wanna bury
this endless shame
say uncle
say uncle
maybe he was a victim
when he was a little boy
now all he is is angry
rotting from the inside out
rotting from the inside out
now all he is is drinking
and blacking out
where are your excuses
rotting from the inside out
rotting from the inside out
say