I'm sorry, I really hate to pester you
It's just.. well it's just I've lost something important, do you know what I should do?
I've tried to dissipate fears
Readers please don't go stay here
This is serious, important to me and the stress is making me delirious
Like Eddie Murphy's stupid jacket my eyes are going red
I keep hearing all these voices and thoughts splitting open my fragile head
IT'S DEAD! YOU'LL NEVER FIND IT AGAIN! IT'S GONE NOW TRY TO PAWN IT OFF TO A FRIEND!
I've tried to keep my self confidence but every time I just keep breaking back down
Every time I try to smile I just end up with a frown
I feel like a king, Midas even without his crown,
***** that last metaphor, I'm like an electric mouse
 
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And she was my ground