18 And Life

I'm was a young boy,I had a heart of stone.Lived nine to five and he worked his fingers to the bone.Just barely out of school,came from the edge of town.Fought like a switch-blade so no-one could take me down.I had no money, So, no good at home rite???I'm walked the streets a soldier and I fought the world alone and now it's.Eighteen and life you got it. Eighteen and life you know,ur crime is time and it's eighteen and life to go.

Tequila in his heartbeat, i'm veins burned gasoline. I'm kept my motor running, but never kept clean and clear.I loved adventure. I'm the wild one.My married was trouble and had a courtship with a gun.Bang bang shoot'em up. The party never ends up.You can't think i'm dying when the bottle's your best friend. Accidents will happen," they all heard i'm say.He fired his six shot to the wind, that child blew a child away.

Moral?-dont know...i think dont leave 18 years old...huhuhuhu
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