Broken glass shattered on the grass,
You keen for another drink?
Nah I think I'll pass.
Blood splattered on the wall,
You keen to start another brawl?
Nah I think I've about just as much had it all.
Money scattered on the floor,
Well hello miss, would you fancy another cigarette?
Nah I don't smoke with a man that's broke.
Ego flattened at the end,
Damn, I should've started that brawl.
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Author:
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This deserves more views in my opinion.
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