Justin Bond - Fog Machines

I wanted to call but you said you couldn't talk
So I decided I'd send you a picture of my cock
You got really mad and then you wanted to call
But it was too late I already sent a picture of my balls
You called me some names and dropped a few f-bombs
Then you told me I sent it to a group text with our moms

And It's just another mistake the list goes on and on
And Its not too hard to think it could happen to anyone
Anyone

Me and phil we went to the club
When he got lost in the fog machine I had sex with a transsexual
Then there was that time
When I was out on your lawn
I told you I was there for you But I was there to fuck your mom

And It's just another mistake the list goes on and on
And It's not too hard to think it could happen to anyone

I burnt my penis with a hot pocket
Thought the sensation would feel good on it
You caught me having sex with your best friend
If you were watching then why didn't you join in

It's just another mistake the list goes on and on
And It's not too hard to think it could happen to anyone
And it's just another mistake the list goes on and on.
And it's not too hard to think it could happen to anyone
Anyone

Written by:
Justin Bond

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