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Bit of Luck.
Alone at the bar
And my love ain't far.
Walked in like I own the joint.
Look at my crooked smile
And you oughta see my point.
Creeps creep.
In so deep.
Starring into eyes of bullshit.
I can hold my own,
Watch me from
'cross the room
I won't give in
I just reach for my phone.
Drunk off poetry and a crazy night
Give me all you got.
Is that all? Mr. Hotshot?
Woo me, sweep me,
Off my feet.
Oh so
In so
Deep.
Day nineteen and countin,
Still.
Smilin is easier than poutin
Sing for the moment
It's all on you.
Run while you can,
Can't say I didn't warn you...
Just don't kamikaze me
Clyde, my name is Bonnie
2010 bay baby.
Go down in gunfire
Brimstone and pire.
Go out shootin'
Till our fuckin deaths,
Stupid.
Who said Cupid missed?
Welcome my clenched fists
Kiss
My jewel-less ring
Leave your face looking
Oh so obscene.
