[?] disorder
I cup my hands, I drink the water
News was like the d** were real
The dream was gone, not it's appeal
The picture does appear
But something in it took fear
Couldn't come up with it
Support it
And if there was a land there
Could give us [?]
We rip and sit around without them
She did everything for you
And everyone I know
They have the means to store
Couldn't come up with it
This time so certain [?]