The Front Bottoms The Beers
There s beer in coffee mugs, water bottles and soda cups And it s clear as the windows I came through That you are in one of those moods and I am in one of them, too And it s hard to communicate anything And I will remember that summer As the summer I was taking steroids Because you like a man with muscles And I like you. It s the cops are coming in type of sobering up It s a girl who never learned that I could not give a fuck My friends are happy, I am happy, I have learned to adapt It s a darker kind of h
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