Whackamole by Adam Targove
Whackamole by Adam Targove

Whackamole

Adam Targove * Track #13 On Dog Days

Whackamole Lyrics

Adam:
Never cared anyway
It's all cool
Stop staring at me
Two men did heroin 10 feet from me
Heroine above me
10 Hail Mary's for them
Love it in the morning
Doesn't hurt so bad
I'd give you it all
So I can rest my head
Stomach full of ulcers
50 grand
Take what you want from me
I can't care anymore
Love it in the evening
Stupid head
Fill you up with mattress
Bed bug land
French bread in the afternoon
When I come through it's all cool
Never needed nothing from this world that isn't mine

DAT EXILE:
Cleaning up my consciencе hate this dread
Weighing out my options I’d rathеr skate instead
Heavy on my mind think I need some rest
Running out of time clinging on to whats left

Never know what’s right because I’ve only done wrong
Living ain’t easy not even for the strong
Sippin out the bottle smoking to the bone
When I hear my phone vibrate I’m out of tune with my soul

Laughing pretty often it never gets old
Only thing changing is who tells the jokes
The loving last forever but the faces go
Shanking all these hands even when they’re cold
Falling into darkness until the light unfolds
Waiting for a sign to turn my dirt into gold

Giving it my all keep my mind on growth
Sand and the water in between my toes
Never needed nothing from this life that wasn’t time

Staring into the past Alligator tears in my eyes
Spending time refining my lies and telling more truth than lies
Only the real will ever ship suffice

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