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Oct 2010
my mask fell victim to the dance floor
while he was dancing with drunk blondes
so ****, dressed as a cop pushing pills
three girls grinding on his leg
and i bought one
and wanted to **** the faces and the tongues
of the ***** he ignored me for
it would have been very courtney love of me
very punk rock
but i grabbed their *****
and licked my lips at them
because whats his was mine
and he knew the painted eyes on my back
saw their every move
and every dollar from those girls
goes to our cigarettes
but later i found out
that was all we kept in common
Written by
kelly pye
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   Rachel Klein
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