Oh dear,
This became a chaos I fear
Even the summer sky doesn't appear as clear
All I can think about is how you aren't near
My sad summer sky shed a deadly methane tear
From the toxic emotions that you made appear
This is the end to my loving career.
Don't you **** worry my dear,
I guess everything can be fixed with little too much beer.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 8:22 AM UTC
Oh dear,
This became a chaos I fear
Even the summer sky doesn't appear as clear
All I can think about is how you aren't near
My sad summer sky shed a deadly methane tear
From the toxic emotions that you made appear
This is the end to my loving career.
Don't you **** worry my dear,
I guess everything can be fixed with little too much beer.
