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I used to   Drink my face off      'get lost' to this world I'd stare at my insides,    My red raw meat Up to full speed     I  wiped more off my chin        Than most others drink     Life was going down the tube And I wasn't helping the situation none Everywhere I went I wore out any welcome   My rude, angry self, had no restraint at all The face left me    Was nothing I could live with      I  had to clean my act up,        Make me a more presentable me            Blend in with those  I chose as my peers Imagine that, No more 'Bums Rush' No more bloodied noses No more " Here's your Hat, what's your hurry"
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May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC
"Here's Your Hat, what's your hurry"
I used to   Drink my face off      'get lost' to this world I'd stare at my insides,    My red raw meat Up to full speed     I  wiped more off my chin        Than most others drink     Life was going down the tube And I wasn't helping the situation none Everywhere I went I wore out any welcome   My rude, angry self, had no restraint at all The face left me    Was nothing I could live with      I  had to clean my act up,        Make me a more presentable me            Blend in with those  I chose as my peers Imagine that, No more 'Bums Rush' No more bloodied noses No more " Here's your Hat, what's your hurry"
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New Scotland
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC
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