
I've seen more guts on eleven-year-old kids
Have another drink and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
then when your head goes through the windshield
Passion, longing desire, cherished, wishful.
they all add up to the mixture of feelings that build up inside of me without hesitation.
lets just hope it doesnt come back and bite me in the ass.
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