

Early in the morning, rising to the street. Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet. Got to find a reason. Reason things went wrong. Got to find a reason why my money's all gone. I got a Dalmatian. I can still get high. I can play the guitar like a m-fing riot.
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@SimonPetrikov, you've been here a long time, you might remember me. Anyways, there's a chat that's been going on for about 3-4 years now and we haven't had many new faces for a long time so we thought we'd invite you. The chat recently went through some drama so it may be a bit dead but if you're interested, add me on kik @paulsoetaert
And Leon is getting LAAAAAAAAAAARGER