This Skr3w is new, and I dunno wat 2 do,
Bashed ten blues, but my minds still on u.
Tried 2 get up but my duvets stuck like glue,
Lying here cashless thinking who to sue.
Ur just a lovely brunette and I want 2 smell ur hair,
Give me 5 mins, I don't give a toss wat u wear.
Don't wanna get close, n I'm always aware,
That peeps think a bloke like me, cud never ever care.
I don't hav the words to spit to u online,
N u'd prob be miffed if u ever heard this rhyme.
Can't write love songs, they wudn't hv that chime,
And I run 2 much to even have the time.
I jus like that smile when u don't even know,
Flick of that brown, putting on a show.
Your the sort of girl that I'd really like to know,
But the chance of the bet is I'd prob let it blow.
So I sit here alone n just twiddle wiv my phone,
Hoping every min that u'd catch the dog n bone.
Coz the truth of the matter is I'll prob end up alone,
N that Facefuck profile I stare at, is prob just a clone.
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