There He Goes

There he goes again with his things
Heading out to the end
There he goes again with his things
Heading out to the end

There he goes again with his team
Taking on the world
Spinning
Them out

Spitting
At the crowd

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He seemed alright when she met him
But his new friends told her old friends she looked better
Day and night passed vocally
Told him not to do her wrong when she was opening up
He said, honey, you're a hard egg to crack, but I got it

Tried to bust her open on the mattress like hot coffee
It wasn't right
But then he spent the night
She was one fed stoic from being a dead poet

One, yeah I know it, from feeling to be frozen
He seemed like trouble, didn't let him in her bubble
He tried to get inside the head, but only got inside in bed
It's unfortunate how we treat our friends

There he goes again with his game
Moving on
To the next

There he goes, oh, there he goes
There he goes, oh, there he goes again



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Writer(s): Bryson Martin
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