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Too Late, No Friends

from 10 Bass Players Later by Daggermouth

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Seventeen and seeing through the bottom of a bottle. A suicidal drop out rehab advice I'll never follow. How could you do this, how could you do this to me? I'm so sorry, I'll never be the perfect son you always dreamt I'd be. So you turned your back on me, At a time when I was most in need. I'm so scared, And I guess I've learnt that life isn't always that fair. So now you want me to sign, A contract between you and I. Thought we were supposed to be family, Just give me one last try, I'll be clean this time. Two months have passed, and I came home to see what the fuck was up. You called the cops on me and said, Son this is tough love. How could you do this, how could you do this to me? I'm so sorry. I'll never be the perfect son you always dreamt I'd be. I'm walking Greenback 3 am, My smokes have the lucky one. So ironic considering, The situation that I'm in. When you kicked me, When you kicked me out. I guess that now you know what I'm so angry about.

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from 10 Bass Players Later, released October 13, 2017

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