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Beer is the thing that dulls your senses and your pain Makes it all go away Gives me an escape From remembering the bruises on my legs or hearing my father calls me a mistake Taking away my need to be fake Beer is the thing that sets us free From our unseen bindings
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
Beer
Beer is the thing that dulls your senses and your pain Makes it all go away Gives me an escape From remembering the bruises on my legs or hearing my father calls me a mistake Taking away my need to be fake Beer is the thing that sets us free From our unseen bindings
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
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