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Conservatively Colored Catholic

If materials are your life then you’ll spend it all on your own Share it all, give it back, make a tree grow So what you can’t afford college, There are  children that can’t afford dinner Don’t pick up the pennies you drop, Walk right by every homeless man Saying “he probably just wants another pack of smokes, or a case of beer. what a fucking tweaker” Never gave the thought that he was shit out of luck Maybe in highschool his mother died and he started to fuck up But when it comes to you yeah, that’s what it’s all about Buy the latest purse and the coolest shoes have a snazzy car And fresh tattoo   You might be a doctor but you barely passed Now a days all you have to do is show up to pass And if it doesn’t work just shake your ass Claimed to be a feminist But you sure gave head Made a damn good secretary, and at the end of the day the boss was making your bed. Paying your bills Buying your meals
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jerimiah-randolph
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Apr 15, 2012
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