Drunk Walk Home

I will retire to the Salton Sea

At the age of 23

For I'm starting to learn I may never be free

But though I may never be free

Fuck you and your money

I'm tired of your money

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And I sit on the curb 'cause it's the prettiest night

With no one else in sight

You know I wore this dress for you

These killer heels for you

See the dark, it moves

With every breath of the breeze