Frog Prince
Imma liar, but I'm honest.
Someone you don't wanna spar with
Sometimes my anger drives me,
And I just can't shake the harness
Mark's a literary marksman, words always hit their target
Your feelings don't matter, aiming straight at where your heart is.
Calm on the outside, but in my mind there's a mosh pit.
My yin and yang's at war, battling for the spot it's,
Driving me insane man, I think that I've just lost it.
Spent my life catching flies, so I guess that I'm the frog Prince
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