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Well, I guess I was wrong, I just don’t belong. But then, I’ve been there before; everything’s all right, I’ll just say goodnight and I’ll show myself to the door.
I still don’t know who it is tbh.
You need more friends in low places; where the whisky drowns and the beer chases the blues away.
I’m friends with plenty of alcoholics and none of them listen to folk or country music.
They’re the “metal and whiskey makes the misery more fun” kind of people.
Well, I guess I was wrong, I just don’t belong. But then, I’ve been there before; everything’s all right, I’ll just say goodnight and I’ll show myself to the door.
Well I didn’t mean to cause a big scene. Just give me an hour and then I’ll be as high as that ivory tower that you’re livin in.
It’s rumored that he’s a serial killer
Where’s the bodies Garth!