Road rash
Oh how you will be an inconvenience to my day, No matter how much neosporin, You are surely here to stay, Like a bad girlfriend, or an itchy asshole, its hard to relax at all. No sleep till i pass out from aches, No rest till i come down from pains. And surely nothing will ever clean my bloody stains. Putrid smelling holes where my skin once held tight Lord please give me some pills to sleep through the nite! …and maybe some knee, elbow pads and helmet too while your at it big guy
