I ain't what you think
Letting this ship sink
if you looking for some honey
i'm colder than the ice baby
at the skating rink
i have let it go, frozen
you should've been the last to be chosen
i'm a problem
you got issues
you're very batty
mentally unsteady
with your issues
they do have a place
find some help at an asylum
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