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Lori Meyers

from Thanks, I Hate It by Odie

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Lori Meyers used to live upstairs
Our parents had been friends for years
Almost every afternoon we’d play forbidden games
At 9 years old there’s no such shame

It wasn’t recognition of her face which brought me back it was a familiar mark that flashed across the screen
I bought some magazines
Discriminating acts
I thought that I could save her.

Who the hell are you to tell me how to live
You think I sell my body
I merely sell my time
I ain’t no Cinderella
I ain’t waiting for no prince to save me in fact until just now I was doing just fine and on and on
I know what degradation feels like laying on the floor of the factory I worked long before I took control. Now I answer to me. The 50k I make this year will go anywhere I please. What’s the problem

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from Thanks, I Hate It, released October 31, 2020
Featuring Evelyn Lescano (Screaming Underwater)

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Odie Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Nick Best - Guitar/Vocals
Steven Williams - Bass/Vocals
Connor Guiberteau - Drums/Vocals

Est. 2014

Louisiana punk

D.I.Y. blood and all

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