Not a chance for a dance

This creation
Is inspiration
Of your sensation 
Of admiration.

You believe
And forgive
And indeed
You are pleased
With this shit
That you hear
And you fear
This is real.

You were gone
And forgot
Now I’m back
In prosac

I am crushed
Turned to dust
This is fucked
I messed up

This is life
And goes by
For a while
You were mine

Now it’s time
To say bye
Pass me by
And say hi

I was high
All this time
Now I’m low
Love was blown.