Twinned fortitude of collective divine
Summon the medicated strength in you
Dancing all night with the patients: sublime
Lymph and gut damage is so bloody true
What do I do if I cannot visit?
It’s bitter truth injection: they give me
Thinking of lawyers so it’s explicit
Callus to the bone I can feel in thee
Get your guitar and work on this album
I long for the studio but not now
Sexual dysfunction, can I not cum?
Too much damage in me I feel that cow
Something’s got to give, they need therapy
Thrusting medication down their throats, stuck
Don’t throw it all away for chemistry
Bring back the healing and find them some luck
Beautiful girls but their bodies are fucked
One swiped me today but they came through true
She hit me round the face, I could have chucked
Do you say bathroom or do you say loo?
Sonnets only have three quatrains but six
Shakespeare, I’m changing the rules, how doth feel?
I need that psychedelic music fix
Is it perfect? Do we have a cool deal?
Whether it’s me or Will, only time tells
Sing from the rooftops and ring out those bells
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