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What constant fear

tries running through my spine?

what I wouldn't have gave

just to be one of the guys,

when that night finally arrived

my first big invite,

I walked through double doors

to shed away all caution

they were rolling out another keg

to keep things social,

filling out the backyard single file

the place was over packed,

putting on gangster rap

I really never had a preference,

saw some guys with their dates

sucking face, high fiving, saying life is great,

the girls looked totally down to fuck

till their boyfriends showed up,

that trophy case just spit 

squarely into his drunken face,

maybe later when no ones around

she'll let me have a taste,

oh my god I don't think I'll ever get enough

Keg Stand King, throw away your cups

you could say my tolerance is up

"All I've ever seen him do is stand around and chug"

but this life is a waste

all knowledge debased in the haste of age,

were we older now as we were young then

would we view it the same?

The question always comes too late

being an adult has it's quirks

whatever works will work