Botch Job Cursive
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[Verse 1]
This is the end of your life
Shocking how long you fought to survive
Botch job, you fumbled the ball
Never quite got self-actualized
Your gut’s an old garbage can
Liver’s a purple bruised punching bag
Botch job, you’re falling apart
You never could hack the battering ram
[Pre-Chorus]
Beat down, repeat, beat down, repeat
Beat down, repeat, yeah
[Chorus]
You think this body’s invincible
As if this life was negotiable
Oh Holy Punisher, eat my soul
[Verse 2]
This is the end of your life
Bet you thought shit would turn out alright
Botch job, you bludgeoned yoursеlf
Always at the wrong end of the knifе
Your mind’s a cramped panic room
Blind anxiety’s through the roof
Botch job, your number’s been called
The doctor is in to loosen the noose
This is the end of your life
Shocking how long you fought to survive
Botch job, you fumbled the ball
Never quite got self-actualized
Your gut’s an old garbage can
Liver’s a purple bruised punching bag
Botch job, you’re falling apart
You never could hack the battering ram
[Pre-Chorus]
Beat down, repeat, beat down, repeat
Beat down, repeat, yeah
[Chorus]
You think this body’s invincible
As if this life was negotiable
Oh Holy Punisher, eat my soul
[Verse 2]
This is the end of your life
Bet you thought shit would turn out alright
Botch job, you bludgeoned yoursеlf
Always at the wrong end of the knifе
Your mind’s a cramped panic room
Blind anxiety’s through the roof
Botch job, your number’s been called
The doctor is in to loosen the noose
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