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Apr 2012
never try to buy just a little piece
of the party supplies
it leaves your eyes
bleeding from seeing
the sun three times in a night
the sour pain of
hourglass grains in your throat

there's no such thing
as a little bit

**** it this ****
is the party ticket
girlies flip *** just to ask to hit it
light glow bright
and the music's just right
to get this hit started
till you're just getting started
burning a nine hour night
when everyones spun
and the next ones coming
but you're not cause you can't
******* it numb till you finally feel
you need another one
then it's face over the plate
tempting fate with every
extra RPM your heart makes

there's no such thing
as a little hit

the rules are all listed
but who chooses to listen to any
when we're ******* rock stars
and this is just the beginning
we're going to conquer and win
sin and take over and hit it again
live life and tempt fate with a grin
over a plate until
someone goes to far with this ****
cause there's no such thing as just a little bit
Brandon Barnett
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Brandon Barnett  Lake Ozark, Missouri
(Lake Ozark, Missouri)   
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