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Busted in the Morning

Good Morning,

You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut

As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do

I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror

Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning

My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn

Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts

Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in the sink
I can't continue this anymore

You know how I feel,
when I eat a meal
Go look in my mirror

Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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