You're not Salinger. Get over it.


One day, i'll cough all this shit out of my lungs
from second hand smoking at all night restaurants
and they'll be up in arms over all the shit we've done
because were getting out, we're fucking gone.

Så. Jävla. Bra. Jag. Dör. (Skojar inte, lyssa på texten förtusan)

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