With termites corroded in your veins and elected to drown the pain
But the pain couldn't quite die with a thrown back whiskey sour
Puritan, crushing Moms between rocks for at least an hour
Alcohol in his veins eating away at his body by his own choosing, but he needs more than boozing to kill his pain he needs to inflict it on another. Crushing Moms between rocks, rocks maybe referring to the ice in his drinks and the rocks that are his fists? beating his mom for an hour with fists and between drinks?
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