I asked you not to stay, you inhaled another chug of beer. Carved your name on the dashboard, asleep at the wheel. Please go home. Your cup is pouring down into your open mouth, but you're not listening right now, no, you're not listening right now. You cannot drink as much as you think and you've lost your shit like the rest of us, no, you cannot drink as much as you think and you've lost your shit. I'm not trying so hard right now. People who live in wax houses probably shouldn't get stoned.
Please go home. Just go home.
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