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My lungs are as bald as Peter Garrets head

Think Joe Rogan if you don't who that is

Guessing that means I'll rise like a phoenix
from this overflowing ash tray

Congratulations woman you killed a fuckhead
Love is dead, died with a succubus kiss
The beast feasts on the fucktards heart

Your loves like a leach, sucking dry
what was once a nice guy

Guess you can't spell friend with out the end
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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Author's Note
Fuck I smoke too much, wish I had some weed, instead of a tin full of dumps
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