Take something of a monstrous load off
Soften that upheaval a little
Or a lot
Way I see it, you’ve sure been driving yourself daft of late
Enough G&T’s to send anyone brinking on insane
Too many Marlboro Lights to ever get to count
Soothing, yet you know full well it to never have amounted to nothing
Strut your stuff all over again
Dry your eyes, wipe away each ‘n’ every last drip-drop of fear
These tears were utterly meant for somebody else
So little as me, perhaps
The path is now clear, for you to make an all too distant travail
Trust me, snail-pace is absolutely fine
Need I remind you once more all about your sensational turtle as opposed to my mad-cap hair?

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