Album: The Broken Down Comforter Collection

Kim, You Bore Me To Death

To be clean out of money but with four healthy
limbs could rive any body to name their kid
Kim I swear i'd never name my kid kim
We met at a party I was drunk and
smoking cloves I really just needed a ride
back to town, no I dont smoke cloves anymore
And so she explains her theory
Her feet propped on new pillows
And her roommate behind her playing bongos
Kim you bore me to death
you bore me to death