who cares if yo ugot those brands on your back

 meals with mom & dad

given to the love of a 

fun poodle named grover

bitter at interior organs

draining like that net

from black men from

basketball courts from 

home & away games

in bar televisions

forgot to say

(thanks bartenders and security)

so much for that savings

grown out of 

crazy man hope

hypothesize to gimme my break

seeking that

statement that said

something like

you're golden

stay true 

friend in the marines

boy processed career

lobster with the folks

near the place of childhood

uniform into america

and beyond 

swell to see those faces

from youth 

ride the skateboard

daydream my way home

stoked to see

beach boys founder brian wilson

the happiness from artists

given to seven see dave grohl

to live it and never 

back down & accept defeat

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