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Who Is He?
Red headed fucker, / Skin white and fluffy. / Marshmallow.
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Fuck Off.
Gather round, / I'd like to make a toast, / To the girls that ran away when I needed them the most,
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Chase Me.
"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something." / That's what the birthday boy proclaimed. / He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
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Blood and Cocain
The lines and the cuts and filling my sight, / Will I ever come back from this terrible night? / I see oppertunity on the horizon like a midnight flame,
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"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something." / That's what the birthday boy proclaimed. / He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
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"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something." / That's what the birthday boy proclaimed. / He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
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Rough Love
We enter the room, / the flower wall paper makes me feel funny, / But I ignore the feeling.
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"I'm like 20 years old and I'm finally starting to grow something." / That's what the birthday boy proclaimed. / He had many different, catch phrases, if you will.
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This Is Where It Ends
I'll sit here with my beer, / And my last cigarette. / My pride and and bitter memories,
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