Round the '2'

Gash my neck with broken chards
Bowl me over, fold my cards
A vase a crack, a stolen bat, chase me "2" cut a rabbit trap
Knock me out
Knock you up
Fuck me up
Knock me out
My sick your piss, I'm forced to chew
Asleep your fist, we round the "2" too soon
Shot my foot, a limp, a vice
Sock me in my mouth, club foot your boots
Knock me out
Knock you up
Fuck me up
Knock me out
A broken bed, a squeeky heart
A leather belt, a crooked star
You brood, ya swoon
You shut your mouth, you shut me out
Your blinded pup, you're lost without your pooch