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I have no bills for ***** My teenage dreams are shattered. My presence in this thin veil of life depends on if I'm hammered. But I have no dollars, no coins or even checks. I can't buy any blue moon, ***** or any becks. My addiction to acceptance leaves hanging dry. I need to drink anything, wheat, potato or rye. The grain doesn't matter, the proof is nothing real. I'll make it up in quantity, I might even steal. My friends are all awaiting. My reputation still on hold. I need some money for my ***** oh wait, no I don't. I'm not that insecure, and I have not an addiction. But **** it man, I want to drink, and money is an affliction.
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Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 6:31 AM UTC
I Have No Money for *****
I have no bills for ***** My teenage dreams are shattered. My presence in this thin veil of life depends on if I'm hammered. But I have no dollars, no coins or even checks. I can't buy any blue moon, ***** or any becks. My addiction to acceptance leaves hanging dry. I need to drink anything, wheat, potato or rye. The grain doesn't matter, the proof is nothing real. I'll make it up in quantity, I might even steal. My friends are all awaiting. My reputation still on hold. I need some money for my ***** oh wait, no I don't. I'm not that insecure, and I have not an addiction. But **** it man, I want to drink, and money is an affliction.
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Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 6:31 AM UTC
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