Friday, 12 October 2018
Trust me
I've never felt healthy
While bad men are wealthy
With fancy whips
Wristwatches and jewelry
Girlfriends kept cruelly
Close to the bedroom
While others creep in
Ain’t it slick
How they slip
Out of girls who aren’t her
Never admit
Never Quit
Keep spluttering
Muttering virile shit
Then smiles for the gram
While she cries behind him
Friends won’t deny him
Cause silver tounges
Spray redemption
And apologetic half confessionals
Shame about her
Sucking devil dick
Tastes better than honesty
If only the charm he had modestly
Reduced like his moral reach
While the meandering and pandering
Lands into a final straight
Why are you a shitty friend?
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