Pub junkie

Whore

Pub junkie
You get in with this frown
And I just don't know how
We can always get out of here
Smiling like feeling free
Hey, what are you waiting for?
How many fucktards can you ignore?
You should be proud of your fame
You shouldn't be the fucking same

Life is a whore you said
Life is unfair I said
But things can't go with the wind
As the sound guitar string

Every street I go by
Every bar I get high
I stare at the same things
Showing the shit it brings

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