Laying in my room
Im naked on
Potions
Again
Some call them spitters
But they are just bitter
I tell them
They're quitters
Mystery tab
You can't be that bad
You're not so little
Mystery tab
Stare at the floor
Or our your front door
Don't eat your medicine
Know that there's more
Deliberate freak-outs
And all our adventures
Together
Whenever
Isolate ourselves
And blow up our ego's
Together