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The Shitfight

Sometimes shit seems so similar
blurred out of focus my mind turns to shit.
The fuck am I thinking now?
Beaten like a dog,
you're in tears
because the dog's bitten back.
Punch drunk punk with a pompous attitude
hail me king shit and leave my ego unchecked.

Don't you look down on me, motherfucker
I'll see your judgement and raise you a right
locked into my sight knocked out.
Turn away, I'm done.
I'll down another schooner and be on my way.
It's always a shitfight to the Bar
Written by AscensionES (Aptilneilrionaltion)
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