Ya Dig Written by Ash Wednesday You can knock back jack But have to water down your cranberry juice Lead me on, steal my time And never ever return my Tupperware I hate to say it But some of you will not be Transfered over to my next season Calling in my worth, you will not ruin the autumn I am in automatic mode Ready to block and transpire Into the ethos balancing the cold The pushover people pleaser it's all very old And odd that you would think I haven't changed in all these years My dear I am sorry you were so heartless But it's time you see the problem wasn't her or me. You were the one that chose to dig and go take I hope the next one doesn't fall for the same mistakes You'll have to really up your game Or find someone the same A sad thing indeed these seasons of change But it's getting colder out And you'll both be come knocking at my door But when I open it willingly you'll see me and my New friends and family And they're not easily swayed They have my best interest This soul family doesn't take long To go off and call you out on your mistreatment And bullshit. I am saving your reputation by not telling my side of the story you see how I don't say anything about us very demure, I am not demanding of your time.
So cutesy. And look at you repeating and representing my philosophies and her treating them like it's brand new gospel. I am fucking loving it t go off "King". Go all the way the frick off.
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