Antidote
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I was a kid with composure
Experienced a lot yet,
Never saw full closure
You see…
My life was reversed
Like a turnover
By a curse
I thought hell would burn over,
Before I reached peace
I could not live without it
It is the banana to my banana split
Why, you may ask
Well, let me unmask
I could not live without it
It is the banana to my banana split
Why, you may ask
Well, let me unmask