.I see a sunset fade into the haze
Of a dim lit cigarette you roll to smoke and call it a day.
We have poor hygiene far from clean but never felt so pure.
We reek a fresh sweat and stale beer.
It smells like paradise here
When we grow up we may lose touch,
But we gotta sta.
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