Chapter 7: The Birth of The Rebel Kid

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Finally found my place in the sun
A place where I can be myself
Drinking a ton of alcohol 
And rocking out on my guitar. 

Living off of candy and beer
And smoking a lot of pot 
Breaking all the stupid laws 
Because being good is so boring.

Creatures of the night run this place
There is no goodness anywhere
You can live like an animal
Or die like prey.

I loving being a rebel
No one can tell me what to do 
Doing drugs all day 
And having sex all night.

This new world is great
No one can tell me what to do
Throwing out the light
Bringing the darkness inside
I'm gonna live this way until the day I die.


◄ Chapter 5: Dreams and Failures

Chapter 8: A Night of Bad Mistakes ►


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