The G-fever is driving me mad
The G-fever is making me sad
My throats so fucked I just want to forget so I'll just lay here dripping in sweat
Doctor, Doctor can you help me please?
Begging & pleading now I'm on my knees.
This sickness is taking over me, god damn it I just want to be free
The G-fever is driving me mad
The G-fever is making me sad
My throats so fucked I just want to forget so I'll just lay here dripping in sweat
Baby, baby can you help me please?
I can't drink because of this disease.
I can't eat and I need to feed
The G-Fever just won't let me be
The G-fever is driving me mad
The G-fever is making me sad
My throats so fucked I just want to forget so I'll just lay here dripping in sweat
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We Were Dinosaurs...
ПоэзияPoems made by me as a coping mechanism for manic depression, PTSD and anxiety
