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Jul 2017
Two nights in a row
with the sun coming up
I thought one was an outlier
but two is more than enough
As Roger Murtaugh would say:
I'm getting too old for this ****
But you keep swinging away;
you must be some wunderkind

I guess you'll never be done
Being this young
When your friends keep you up
By acting so numb

But I guess this is 'fun'...
Most of the time I just write post-******* and pop-punk lyrics... this is not an acception.
Alexander Albrecht
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Alexander Albrecht  29/M/Minneapolis
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     -A- and Zen Dog
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