DEAR BRANDY
LIVING WITH THE TWO OF YOU HAS BECOME A DISASTER.
BEFORE WHEN I WAS HIGH.YOU NEVER GOT INTMY MIND.
NOW THAT I AM SOBER ALL YOU YOU DO IS CONSUME MY MIND.
WHEN ONE OF YOU ARE SLEEPING THE OTHERS GONING NUTS.
YOU MAKE ME YELL,THROW THINGS,SCREAM.
WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME AS YOUR HOME?
THE TWO OF YOU OCCUPY 99% OF MY MIND.
LIKE A 7 TON TRUCK,MY HEADS CARRYING A HEAVY LOAD.
ITS A MISSION IMPOSSIBLE TO CONCENTRATE ON ANYTHING.
YOU KEEP ME IN A TRANCE,TO THE POINT I PEE MY PANTS.
JUST KIDDING.I THINK.IS ANYONE HOME?I'M NOT TALKING.
YOU NUMB ME FROM HEAD TO TOE.
THERES NO ROOM LEFT FOR ME TO BREATHE.
GET OUT,GO AWAY.WHAT?SHUT UP.WHOS THERE?
THI=OUGHT YOU WERE TALKING TO ME.
BEFORE WHEN I WAS HIGH.YOU NEVER GOT INTMY MIND.
NOW THAT I AM SOBER ALL YOU YOU DO IS CONSUME MY MIND.
WHEN ONE OF YOU ARE SLEEPING THE OTHERS GONING NUTS.
YOU MAKE ME YELL,THROW THINGS,SCREAM.
WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME AS YOUR HOME?
THE TWO OF YOU OCCUPY 99% OF MY MIND.
LIKE A 7 TON TRUCK,MY HEADS CARRYING A HEAVY LOAD.
ITS A MISSION IMPOSSIBLE TO CONCENTRATE ON ANYTHING.
YOU KEEP ME IN A TRANCE,TO THE POINT I PEE MY PANTS.
JUST KIDDING.I THINK.IS ANYONE HOME?I'M NOT TALKING.
YOU NUMB ME FROM HEAD TO TOE.
THERES NO ROOM LEFT FOR ME TO BREATHE.
GET OUT,GO AWAY.WHAT?SHUT UP.WHOS THERE?
THI=OUGHT YOU WERE TALKING TO ME.
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