You Had It Coming
bin lid eyes
your wrinkled skin
your teeth all broken
by a studded ring
i cant belive
you have a twin
i hate you
and every where you been
the empty bottle
kicked to the floor
foaming from the mouth
singing gillford four
broke your leg
falling through the door
just cant fake it anymore
lye under the sky
turning blue
brake it t me easy
don't follow through
changes in the weather
changes your style
you pull me like a feather
Copyright © Kenny Malone | Year Posted 2009
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