Because brawn to some is better than talking and using brain. I remember one picking on me one night for no reason, it was a shame to hear his jaw and nose crack but I had very sore ribs after four of them escorted me out with excessive force. They are not all bad, just a selective few.
This was another one of our songs. I love it. Its so appropriate
It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words...
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