I drink a lot of juice and vodka nowadays
Wonder if Doug ever married Patty Mayonnaise
Some scars are too deep for Band-Aids
Some shade can't be assisted by sipping lemonade
Slipping into the brink of insanity
Vanity no longer a part of the calamity that clouds my mind
I'm lost in my place in this world
Girls only fuel insecurities
Duel dualities cause for ego's fatalities
False fallacies of happiness
Suppress the soul's true spirit to impress those imposed upon
I shunned the notion of love potion number nine
In losing love may have lost my mind
Or was my mind mine to begin with?
Shin splints can't hurt as much as judgements from dimwits

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