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Jan 2016
Fun
You find me here
trying not to collapse

My luck and I
At the scene of the crash

It's just a car
it's just a scratch

Looks like I'll have to stop this ****
but where's the fun in that

Where's your boy?
Haven't you seen him?
I just heard he fell off the deep end
You don't want to know
what he does
For fun

The following morning
Baby I'm falling apart

It came without warning
Drunk in my fathers car

Could've died pretty
only left scar

Should've died pretty
but I didn't make it that far

Where's your boy?
Haven't you seen him?
I just heard he's gone for the weekend
You don't want to know
What he does
For fun
JS
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JS  Oak Hill(Nashville), TN
(Oak Hill(Nashville), TN)   
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