Anon

Just a few bars I jotted down recently, first time I actually put a pen to paper Stare in the mirror, force a smile, But all the while, I feel so cold and vile, It's called denial, meek and mild, A weakened child, Who's oh so tired, Who the hell set my entire insides on fire Cause I can feel my blood boiling every time I sire lyrics fueled by youthful desire, This song will only be a useless denier, Wake up liar, congrats, wow, you can fake a triumph