Our arms
Painted with these
Soon to be faded tattoos
Our hearts
Filled with these
Feelings of nothing to lose.
Our bad behavior
Forcing us into
Situations where we
Only Act now
And never think later.
Our voice of reason
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In the backseat
Next to the friends
4 years from now
We won’t keep
Never once a
Good nights sleep
Too busy
Getting wasted
In your beaten up
old red jeep
