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We take what reality gives us, Mickey Mantle,

only given that which we can handle,

life is black and white like a panda,

with a side order of belief in someone like Santa,

reality sucks, one thing she agreed on,

so why'd you make sure the fire we had was peed on?

cause as much as it sucks for you, mines worse,

constantly doubting i'm not really cursed,

always here for the butterflies, now adds up to three,

that played in the front but stormed out on me,

no ability to cut off their wings still,

but one day that'll be something i will,

cause still to this morning, lonely i'm mourning,

curling up alone to begin not scorning,

only reason i fear waking up each day,

is becuase i will never again get another "heyy".