About 2 minutes past the river where the sinners spent their lonely nights, ther e lied a dirt road waiting for us, hidden were the broken street signs. There we re sweet smells in the air along with the stench of fuck, lies, and Marianne. "P lease take me home..." Ever get that feeling that you should have kept your clot hes on? Ever get that feeling that they're calling you on? And did you really th ink I thought of giving a fuck? I left you as I met you in the back of my truck. But I don't regret. You were pulling on my pant leg. Those drunken fucks were g rowing up to me. Don't call me back. Don't throw up on me. .
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