Singing myself to sleep in lockup, the police didn't like it so much and came to let me know at which time I proceed to swing at the first one. Next thing I know wake up handcuffed between the bars next to open window in January with my shirt ripped wide open and one of my front tooths cracked in half.
Swimming in January off the cost of Massachusetts with no change clothes
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some men just want to watch the world burn
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