Oct 2017
**** Boy
You treat the truth
Like a **** toy.
You're iron from the ore,
And I'm the one that's impure,
Telling tellers I'm a *****.
When in reality,
It's you that holds
The high score.
You treat the truth
Like a **** toy.
You're iron from the ore,
And I'm the one that's impure,
Telling tellers I'm a *****.
When in reality,
It's you that holds
The high score.
Short and snappy - apologies explicit content x
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