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Dec 2013
cigarette smoke was everywhere
ping pong ***** flying over and under
every time you turn the corner, shots are happening

beer is spilling and so is the liquor

so are your words
you were wasted by how you slurred your words

it was so easily to fall in love with you, while you inhaled that cigarette that was mine
and how to sipped your drink

then the girl came over and sat right on you and started sticking her tongue down your throat

after that i never saw you that night of the party
Montana Bigelow
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Montana Bigelow
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     Lior Gavra, nat and Ryan Topez
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