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after 26 years of working together we hardly spoke a word to each other but have recently bonded over our mutual love of cigarettes and hallucinogens
crushing the world with thoughts and legs
dance on you drunk prick
every morning i wake up and say fuck it, but i am actually to scared to give up
forgot this title
hey, raccoon eyes! you old sack of shit
i am the vessel of your immortality
if only i could be the last thing you see when you die
if you are lucky your children will grow up to hate you
the other piece in "if you are lucky..."
just hold me one more day
just submit to the fact you have failed
love, my reluctant but faithful enemy
no more i love you's
nowadays my nights are poker, booze, and crying
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great titles, love them (SHIT)
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