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Oct 2011
I woke up feeling like a Rock Critic today

Looked at myself in the mirror unsteadily
Not sure who's reflection stared back at me

I scratched my *****

Drank some cough syrup
the hallucinogenic fun kind

Drank some whiskey

Drank some more cough syrup

Went back to bed
And closed my eyes

Better luck tomorrow
dedicated to the old-school rock critics
who were complete *******
but knew a thing or two about good music...
Brandon
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