"I`ve got my hands up her dress and it means nothing.
It`s not about love, its not even about sex.
This time it feels like I`ve got control.
At this time tomorrow I`ll be able to look back and call her a slut.
We were wondering who would fuck her first, another point for me.
I know my friends will be so proud of me. Just between friends.
How come they want to separate?
They`ve got all the rights that me and my buddys do.
You fucking talk about degradation.
You stupid bitches haven`t got a clue.
We were wondering who would fuck her first, another point for me.
I know my friends will be so proud of me. Just Between Friends."
...When someone thinks like this and the attitude is spread,
our dream is dead
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