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written by: Joseph McCarthy


When you drink normal coke
Your lips taste like cherry coke

2’s on your cancer stick
Makes for the smoothest smoke

Swiggin’ from a cheap bottle with you
Is smooth like the proof est brew

You make feel alive so naturally
I wanna die with you

Now it’s all decaf tea
And early nights are fine by me

Even when woke by the bin lorry
You’re the first thing that I see

Christmas has been cancelled
So I take down your stockings

Auld langs syne, not high but don’t mind
A clock stricken kiss would grant my one wish x

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