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Youth (Pimple) by thepinkbunnyofdoom

Way back in the day, in the back alley way We'd get together and we'd play Smoking, Token, Coughing, Choken, Lying on the floor til our asses were broken Pile in the backseat of Mikey's car A drive across town felt like so far Rushing off into the night Racing faster than the speed of light We were just a bunch of kids getting wasted I had a future but I misplaced it We'll ditch back down this alley way Turn around and go back the other way We'd get back home and I'll sing another sad song About how mom and dad have no clue what's going on We were just a bunch of kids getting wasted I had a future but I misplaced it Racing faster than the speed of light Rushing off into the night

thepinkbunnyofdoom 19-Oct-04/5:06 PM
Thanks for your thoughts, I'm sure you thought 'quick' hard about this. "Token" is quite literally what we were doing in the back streets. Trust me 'speed of light' sounds a lot better than "going a hundred fifty two, not stopping for the lights red and blue", and the repetition is a reflexion(kinda of ties the title down).

<3 Jason




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