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Adolescent smokers Rather wicked minds "They're just trying to be rebellious" Maybe, but there's many different kinds Time to pick my poison Originality is dead My peers start and yeah, I follow Towards a sign with "Cigarettes ahead" "But they'll **** you!" So? Do you think I care? When I die young cry over my casket Because even in death I've got better hair I actually really like them Something id never dream id say It's hard to pass up the pleasure of exhaling your worries away Addiction is an ugly word And it's not something I crave Therefore it will not be tolerated here Or I'll send you off, without even a wave
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 7:48 PM UTC
Adolescent Addiction
Adolescent smokers Rather wicked minds "They're just trying to be rebellious" Maybe, but there's many different kinds Time to pick my poison Originality is dead My peers start and yeah, I follow Towards a sign with "Cigarettes ahead" "But they'll **** you!" So? Do you think I care? When I die young cry over my casket Because even in death I've got better hair I actually really like them Something id never dream id say It's hard to pass up the pleasure of exhaling your worries away Addiction is an ugly word And it's not something I crave Therefore it will not be tolerated here Or I'll send you off, without even a wave
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 7:48 PM UTC
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