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just sos theres no confusion of what were din here

theres this knawing feeling inside
that your here once again  
playing me my friend
lulling me with a false sense of zen
just to break my heart again
when my best friend you to be pretend

i want to call you my dude my partner rider and back up
but gone three weeks then you show back up
and the odds against you stack up
the clues to your inner plan
is all over your poker face man
you really got me pegged
i just teeter like i got one leg

i dont like to be embarressed
or made to feel less than you
so youll have to learn how to respect
is this too direct
my sexual needs you neglect

you may have no drive
but i need to be dicked down to thrive
i mean i guess all the rest is ok
but i want dick today
but truthfully im just gonna call you my fuck
cause all the decietful bullshit hurt and disregard
now i see you suck.but when you wanna fuck
you call me then you might have some luck
Written by diablia363 (Alisha Ranstrom)
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