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Living a dream

Living a dream

I was once a poor boy, had nothing to do but play my bass. Now that I've been on stage hitting the wall ,dead on   impact .you realy should try hitting the wall after a set of non stoping noise making fun with band mates . You will desire the death i feel its so addicting  its even better than sex I say not just kidding nothing better than  my mate. Lost in my feelings i just talked to my high school friend . Running throw town yelling ok get the fuck out of the way oi no I'm just kidding we didn't  say oi got to run to find that wall I call death running into that that's living  a dream.

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