Losers were in for a wallop
A high only they could fall with
Drown in their subconscious...
Place your cups up to the starlets
Down yourself as quick as you drink
Skate as you would slip in the rink
Foolish thinking ya lip is distinct...
Or it carries any weight to lift ya from the brink
Set sail to fault until the rope is taut
Every string yanked is where hope is lost
And your lost in the ocean crossed
No matter regarding what your emotions are
It's enjoyment for the others.
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.....laugh....and the world laughs with you
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