S.A.T.U.F.A.N.A

COMING OF R(AGE)

Pulled up to dine by the fire
Cold breeze got us wrapped in hoodies

Danced at the beach felt like a relief
Cigarettes in out fingertips and a drink ready to sip

Ran in the sand as the waves wiped all we've spent
Laughed it out and chanted that JT song hands in the air

Had my first drink when I was eighteen
I was crying of guilt and him

Woke up wanting to feel more
Then I got drunk every Saturday before dawn

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