Spare me your delivery
Of one cup or 3
I'll write those temporary
Lines of debris
Spare me your notion
I write how i see
It aint gonna work out
With you me and D
Spare me your cod liver oil
I'll swallow with disgust
The same as a flower
Whose so full of lust
Spare me your thoughts on you me and us
You know very well this girl
Is about to go bust