Shitty Eightball

 

Shake me up

Stare me down

I’m your shitty eightball

 

Flick my face

Fuck me back

Trust me I don’t break

 

Bury me inside a locker

Forget you ever had me

I’ll be as you had left me

 

I won’t change

Despite the years

Eventually you’ll find me

 

You had wanted this

Yet I gave that

Tossing salt behind you

 

So flick my face

Fuck me back

Throw me in the closet

 

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