Horseshit

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Khary - Pop

Horseshit

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She was quick to let me down On my head like a clown I'm neglected, I'm a child So I frown, running round Like a chicken with its head cut off Guess I'm dinner, I'm dismembered Can't remember, if it's winter She's so f**king cold Hope I don't offend her I don't f**king know If this the episode Where I confess my love, buy her flowers Wait for hours just find out That she's with a giga chad Who got abs, a nice car And some money from his dad Of course I'd Fall in love with your type Stab me with short knife Act likе I'm not your height Guess I'll just just record my Misеry in your mic You know that I'm sore why Kick me to the floor Am I just a joke in you diary The way you ignore me so casually And I can't afford no more casualties If "hey" is for horses Then you're full of horse sh*t She was quick to hit me up Once I didn't give a f**k Started texting dirty stuff "Can I be your little sl*t?" I submitted to her bluff (Bro stop simpin') I can't help it, cuz I'm helpless and I'm selfish In the end, we all want some head Once I sobered up, I was off my meds Didn't get a call or text When she left my bedroom Said her schedule was so busy For the rest of this week And probably the next Then I saw her post a photo with her ex (Man wtf?) Of course I'd Fall in love with your type Stab me with short knife Act like I'm not your height Guess I'll just just record my Misery in your mic You know that I'm sore why Kick me to the floor Am I just a joke in you diary The way you ignore me so casually And I can't afford no more casualties If "hey" is for horses Then you're full of horse sh*t

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  • Khary