Chillin’ like a Villain

For those that know me
Know too well
I’m not the type
to kiss and tell
For all the folks that
think I fell
A slippery slope
Or an oyster shell
One last call for alcohol
There’s still a bet I would hedge
On a few I thought they knew me too
Just let me suffer hell.

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