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Mar 2013
I got goosebumbs on my shoulders
Dont gradate, you better smoulder
I said “I’ll tell you when you’re older”
Tie your noose with a game controller

Eat my shorts when it gets colder
Pebble, pebble, broken boulder
She says “I hate your face,” you hold her
Got a sweet tooth, hollow molar
Johnny Nikoloudakis
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Johnny Nikoloudakis  Philadelphia, PA
(Philadelphia, PA)   
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