Guts

Rolling out your tongue

Fingers and your thumb

Can you taste Ohio upside down?

It's printed on the dashboard

The paper keeps the score

Blame it on the place you grew up in

Taking

One pill for a puppy daily

That bottle's got my name on it

Tricker, this blood is from my maker

This money's to keep my halo

But I don't have the guts to say it

Even out the sum

Zeroes after ones

Miracles and totaled black sedans

We're working off a price tag

For trading what we had

But distance is the dealer holding back

Taking

One pill for a puppy daily

This bottle's got my name on it

Tricker, this blood is from my maker

This money's to keep my halo

But I don't have the guts to say it