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You don't seem to understand You can't just down the whole bottle and ask for my hand You don't seem to get the picture You can't just swallow this poision and add me into the mixture You don't seem to comprehend That you're just buying these lies Even though my faith is on the other end You don't seem to really care That you're underaged for such things As long as they bid you (and only you) fair
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
99 bottles of lies on the shelf
You don't seem to understand You can't just down the whole bottle and ask for my hand You don't seem to get the picture You can't just swallow this poision and add me into the mixture You don't seem to comprehend That you're just buying these lies Even though my faith is on the other end You don't seem to really care That you're underaged for such things As long as they bid you (and only you) fair
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
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