Mr big shot

by shannon   May 24, 2013


I wake with the dew and morning drops also pissed to see you because my out pourin pain never stops i would have to get a bucket to tote all my tears in rememberence of how you broke my heart many years but ill just say good bye with know fear you want me to connect the dots you think you will play me boy i think not you act like your the only one with the goods and others do not sorry your pants aren't that hot mr big shot

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