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7 o’clock and I’m 7 deep. Trying to shake off some chick who made my knees weak. I plan on waking in a pile of puke from a night spent drinking to forget you. I think I found bravery, he was dressed in wood and strings. I embraced him as a friend and have been laughing at danger ever since. If this is growing up, I’ve been a child far too long Cause I am poised to take on the world with this bottle of Jack on your front lawn. But I’m not telling you, Cause I don’t want to be the bearer of bad news, Cause I’d rather not upset you. You said that everybody runs, well you were the one I ran to. But you’re not here anymore, Case and point: That is why I’m passed out on this bathroom floor. I guess everyone was right when they said I had a little more than I should’ve in the first place, Let’s talk about your face and how I won’t never ever see it again, don’t fucking show your face again. You said the only place that you felt safe was in your humble home. Well darling, I couldn’t find the key so I threw a cello through your window. You’re not safe in your house now. You’re not safe in your house anymore. From Letras Mania