Regrets on end that i thought was my friend.
you either fear me or love me, I’m called Molly, if your down I’ll bring you up, but if your up I’ll bring you down, people always say stay away from drugs and that I never understood but here I am now, swallow me or snort me and all will be good, but that’s not the end cause when you stop beaming your head will start screaming, I hope you enjoy your comedown, my goal is to make your frown, I’ll get you all depressed cause as I said, when your up I’ll bring you down now you realize your life’s a mess but you’ll come right back to me even after endless nights of no rest and major regrets cause you’ll always think molly is the best even though your scared of me nobody’s made you feel as good as me, my effects are like a roller coaster so ride at your own risk, it’s time for me to go that’s the end of my shit show hope u enjoy the heart beat in your head, and laying awake in your bed, do too much of me and you’ll likely end up dead, my name is Molly and I really fuck with your head.
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