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Wipe the puke from my hair, As I kiss you goodnight. Let me shot some vodka as my evening respite. Kick aside the bottles to get to the door never give me lip as I query "little more?" Pretend that that is incense that she is just my friend don't tell me that it's coming I will have no end. You love this crazy me Continue – don’t conceal, I like the way I am It’s the only way I feel I know you think you're better That you know who you are But in the end who's your friend who's followed you this far. By Sam and eath