Youngin' Regret

Conceived by something insexual So Mrs. Cocky-Know-It-All, Had you a second to speak to me I'd show you loss and mud and all Ugh One, two, stick it up your I'm feeling lost and spit out Stripped down and I'm down. I can't get up from this fall Maybe some other time… I weep for the youngin' regret And shake like a dog in a hole Ugh Lick it up Lick it up One, two, stick it up your I lick my wounds and freak out Stripped down and I'm down and I'm down I can't get up from this fall Maybe some other time…