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Aug 2018
Crack the top
Pour it all out
Drips thicker than tears
More concentrated
Version of all my fears
It still seems to burn
All of the nights are seared
But I move on

Death and denial
All bottled inside
Friends only want to see
A wild side
Willing to pour my life
Down my throat
So they can see me
Act a ******* fool

Maybe just maybe
If I take one more sip
I could stomach
All your ****
Just grit my teeth
Let the bourbon take the hits
POUR THAT **** OUT
The Jolteon
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