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It's Friday night she's getting high Can't reach her dreams somewhere in the sky Saturday night and she's to drunk to drive But she does it anyways, she needs to feel alive Sunday night and the world does cry Another loss to suicide
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
A Battle Lost
It's Friday night she's getting high Can't reach her dreams somewhere in the sky Saturday night and she's to drunk to drive But she does it anyways, she needs to feel alive Sunday night and the world does cry Another loss to suicide
morgyn-harris
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
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