Lot 235 - Boilermaker

Overhead and i’m spitting down

Found the rail leaning my weight out

Caught on a nail it’s pulling me down

Dragging me down

Can’t see below cut off the pain in my back

Show your shadow across my back

Take time to aim it now that you’ve got your chance

Shot through the back down onto the ground

My life floats away puddle surrounds

Stuck down deep eating away at my lung

Hope you’ll take it back number one

Can’t sift through the rain unless it clears a little

Drag me down alone in my puddle

Puddle surrounds