Oh They Came Over

Better than being alone we compromise until worth ceases or work together

Whatever you say, I’m mister moody, showing moons, big ole booty

Opinionated yeah highly annoyed how you can call me sensitive then spit, friends use you and for loneliness you submit

Of course we know Edmond stay wrong, mental issues and we ask complications of being lukewarm

I see hurt around some corners you see around some too, certain people make me sick so I warned of the flu

Fuck it, I’ll admit being wrong if I am, just understand I detest dirty deceptive dupes

They’ll find themselves scooped promptly no forgiveness after the whoops, verbally buried and physically escorted outside

She’s never heard the song backstabbers, brother trying to watch her back before they grab her.

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