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letra de guacamole chips - compassion fatigue

[verse 1]
we were summer-camp counselors, i was 18, you were 25
i was meek, you were brash, i was scared, you were fun
you would drink on the clock
you kept your boone’s farm a clear canteen
it looked bright and red like gatorade
you fooled everyone
one afternoon we took our lunch break at the same time
i rode in the front seat of your car
and i was your friend
you walked out of vons with bud lite and bag of guacamole chips
i got drunk at two o’clock and the world didn’t end

[verse 2]
one night at band practice, i got too drunk to play my chords and parts
i was laughing and guzzling and acting likе i didn’t care
woke up with a murderous hеadache, didn’t know where i was
and when i saw i had crashed on your couch i was glad i was there
you woke up with the sun and made a beeline to the kitchen
and then you came out with two cans of modelo and handed me one
it seemed like a crazy idea but we drank like the night hadn’t ended
when the day went away, i didn’t think that could be done

[verse 3]
i don’t blame you for your innocent connection
to the howling wolf’s i found in your refrigerator
we both were heading in a single sad direction
bound to happen sooner or later

- compassion fatigue

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