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Feb 2014
That one drink that leads to another
Select your driver, chose your brother
Lets go out and forget our troubles
Let fill our minds and stomachs with bubbles
Sit on a stool in bar
Brace yourself this could go far
With makeup to our temples
Looking like people we shouldn't resemble
My hands shake and my voice trembles
When my stupid choices all assemble
Hiding in a crowd of drunken idiots
Just wanting to fit in to get with it
When we all look alike
And we all get in stupid fights
Is this what my life is meant to be
It all just seems silly to me
Lets hurt our bodies but not alone
Is this the life I want to condone
With a drink in one hand
Double ******* the band
The lights hurt my head
And I long for my bed
The smell of clean sheets
And the look of clean streets
I want to go home to where I belong
I was looking for myself but I wasn't lost all along
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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   peyman
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