I figure
If I drink a little more
If I smoke a little more
If I curse a little more
They'll like me
If I drees like them
If I talk like them
If I walk like them
They'll like me
If I visit the places they've been
If I've seen the thing they've seen
If I believe what they believe
They'll like me
But you won't recognize me.
Because the old me is in hiding.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
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