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| Written by a.drago |
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Nothing much to say on the inspection line. Everyone’s in place and we’re all on time. And thank god for that. All it takes is one to fuck things up for everyone. You stand up straight and dress it up. You fall out and you shut up. No one looks like me on the inspection line. 24 years old and screwing Killing Time. And god I hope the boys will understand, when I leave here a different man. Looking like I’m back on track, but feeling one step forward and two steps back. We do our best. We do our best For fear of ridicule I guess Hey Hollywood! You’re up next! Don’t forget who signs your check. I do my best. I do my best Despite this weight pinned to my chest. So size me up, strip me clean and beat the punk rock out of me. Not much left of me on the inspection line. They breached my heart and ransacked my mind But by the look of these guys, who gives a shit? It looks like I won’t be needing it. Arms at your side, get that chin up high Boy hold that piss till you’re dismissed We do our best. We do our best For fear of ridicule I guess. This indoctrination’s so captivating. Swapping war stories and masturbating I do my best. I do my best Despite this weight pinned to my chest. I’m sweating Stella, sweating Guinness. When’s this asshole gonna finish?
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| Last Updated ( Sunday, 04 January 2009 13:48 ) |
