The Devil-tips
If I could always be eighteen, you could always be eight.
We'd draw monsters on your wall. I'll keep you up too late.
Cause getting served in pubs, it's not all it's cracked up to be.
I dreamt you were wee again, arms stretched out and pining for me.
Come here so I can help you tie your brand new tie.
Brush your coat and remember, no-one laughs if you cry.
Fuck me, it's windy, we picked a good day.
That's the first drink I've ever bought you and I'm sure you're starting to sway.
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