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Mar 2014
Some days I wake up,
And the rent is due,
The cable is off,
My car won’t start
My job is the one I swore to quite months ago
Nothing can be done till payday
And I don’t care, I got the day off.
I can spend the whole day trying to pickle myself inside a SoCo bottle.
Written by
Ben Holders
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