Mellowed Pill
Why do I feel so mellow
I really liked that nice fellow
Giving me what I needed to make this unstoppable
I'm sure everyone knew sooner or later it was probable
My body is so calm and ready
Mother should have named me Deady
But my name is Fred
And I don't wish my carpet red
So I picked up a pill instead
You see soon I will be dead
Happy to see this world away
I just don't see a good enough reason stay
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