how about some mostly original poetry? nothing like some vomit to brighten up everyone's day
I, long ago,
I believed that all the joy in love was real
How does it feel? Making the lie a little bolder.
Nothing is new, we’ve come around and still it comes with loss
You’re playing the fool
Try to be cool, by making your life a little colder
Light the town, the night is drawing nearer
Hide the wine, the truth is getting clearer
It all comes down, let’s hope it’s not around us
What you see is just confusion
You are part of the illusion
Grab on to what you can or it’s lost
And all the fires, they will light our way now
As all the world spins out of control
Oh shit it’s my car
Oh shit it’s my house
Where’s all the cheap beer?
But who would know?
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