And so it goes. We mouth your words when your tongues are too paralyzed. We finish up the peanut butter jelly you get on your ?Router? but never eat. We still pee in bottles We play at your graduation parties We have fallen comrades, we just rebuild the team. Our friends are rich and we love it. Cause it makes us look wealthy too. Shit, I still got a sidekick 1 with a crack in the fucking screen man. We were your favorite "I'm the first person to know about these guys" Band. We dance to Use me by Bill Winters in a drunken stupor untill ma gets ready to tell us to go the fuck home and kick us out. We make mistakes We love we hate Were not angry anymore though Still miss you still love you Like a slug hates salt and we're still your heroes.
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