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When we talk We reckless teenagers We rebels without causes We James Deans of the world We talk about wanted tattoos "A 3 on my back" "Wings" "On my lip" And piercings "My nose" "My belly button" And alcohol "Icelandic chocolate" ***** "Whiskey" Because we want to do the things We can't We're on the edge The brink Does that make us reckless? Greedy? Something to be laughed at? It makes us human. We're greedy. We want to be different So we sit in circles And curse and drink And play stupid games Like truth or dare Because we're reckless And we talk about *** Talk back to our parents Because we worship sarcasm And complain about how poor we are. What else can you expect From artsy Reckless Hipster New York kids?
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
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When we talk We reckless teenagers We rebels without causes We James Deans of the world We talk about wanted tattoos "A 3 on my back" "Wings" "On my lip" And piercings "My nose" "My belly button" And alcohol "Icelandic chocolate" ***** "Whiskey" Because we want to do the things We can't We're on the edge The brink Does that make us reckless? Greedy? Something to be laughed at? It makes us human. We're greedy. We want to be different So we sit in circles And curse and drink And play stupid games Like truth or dare Because we're reckless And we talk about *** Talk back to our parents Because we worship sarcasm And complain about how poor we are. What else can you expect From artsy Reckless Hipster New York kids?
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
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