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I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS A BEATING FATHER WHO IS WAY MORE INTERESTED I N MAKING MONEY THAN IN YOU I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS A DUMB MOTHER WHO IS WAY MORE INTERESTED IN LOVING THE FATHER THAN LOVING YOU I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS THE NEED TO POUR THE WINE DOWN THE THROAT CLOSE THE EYES GET A REST UNDER BRIDGES & IN CHEAP MOTELS I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS A LOST BIRD WITH NO WINGS I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS BUT I FEEL PART OF IT. dedicated to C. Bukowski
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Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 5:49 AM UTC
NOT BORN INTO THIS
I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS A BEATING FATHER WHO IS WAY MORE INTERESTED I N MAKING MONEY THAN IN YOU I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS A DUMB MOTHER WHO IS WAY MORE INTERESTED IN LOVING THE FATHER THAN LOVING YOU I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS THE NEED TO POUR THE WINE DOWN THE THROAT CLOSE THE EYES GET A REST UNDER BRIDGES & IN CHEAP MOTELS I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS A LOST BIRD WITH NO WINGS I’M NOT BORN INTO THIS BUT I FEEL PART OF IT. dedicated to C. Bukowski
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Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 5:49 AM UTC
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