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kiss my broken smile

kiss my bloody lips

i've had some really good highs

and i've had a few bad trips

look at the holes in my clothes

look at the holes in my shoes

i've had some really low lows

That can only be comforted by the booze

you thought that might be me

you thought it rude to just stare

don't take pity on me

don't pretend you still care

i could have made better choices

i could have used a helping hand

maybe if you remember my troubled past

maybe you'd understand

so you give me twenty bucks

so you wish there was more you could do

laugh a little, you got a story to tell

laugh a little... at the hobo you once knew

before they were homeless and broken and lost

before they were a menace to society

"golly," you chuckle to yourself as you walk away

"isn't life so just funny?"