Wallets

Music blasting.
All by my seldom.
Well, at least I have my freedom.
The opposite sex tends to come and go.
Don’t worry about memories.
They drift back and forth.
So at least I got something to grab onto here and there.
I still have the urge for something real.
I’m rich with knowledge.
But, karma was a b*tch.
I remember when she was my b*tch.
Now she’s close to be that b*tch.
All by her lonesome.
Now I’m here all on my own.

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