this is what it all boils down to,
fri night, sitting alone at happy cafe,
having sliced fish in ginger onion sauce and carlsberg 100 something anniversary brew, big bottle all by myself.
listening to the beatles on the radio and watching my super ex-girlfriend on the tv.
my face, gets harder and harder each day, im starting to look like some war-torn drink seller.
IT aint easy, but i don;t give up that easily,
if it were too easy, i'd be bored anyway.
so cut the shit, tomorrow has just begun.
aight
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