Jeffrey
We know you have been stretched thin
You may hate me
Pulling the rug under your win
Standing on a soapbox, belittling you til you’re dry
Lamenting, about the times you use to fly so high
Just three words, only three words: just say no
You'll see that I'm right
A swollen head draped in red & whine
A headlight in the fog
Too late to pull back now
One day youll understand, but today you forgot
Youre breathing, youre heaving
What did you take
