| Fragments of a memory outlined for posterity
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| Tears and arguments
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| Something to do with a missing bag of diet pills and super glue
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| He waits outside the offy
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| Cause he doesn’t have ID
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| And as I recall this evening ends badly
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| Soaked in gin and Listerine
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| Are you still listening to me?
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| Vincenzio
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| It was a long time coming
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| But you should let him go
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| Let me know when you get here
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| Angelico was ever so severe
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| Still figuring out what it means to be
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| Adolescents, indefinitely
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| Fresh but not clean
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| Here but not new
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| Queer but not gay
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| Young but not cool
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| Carnal sin at the midnight war
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| Then snuggling for warmth on the stable floor
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| We were zipping our sleeping bags together
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| We were whispering «Pity Me forever»
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| We were courting strong
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| Vincenzio
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| It was a long time coming
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| But you should let him go
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| Let me know when you get here
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| Angelico was ever so severe
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| Vincenzio
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| I know it hurts right now
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| But these moments help us grow
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| I’m still here for you my dear
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| Angelico was ever so severe
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| Vincezio |