Has he lost the plot again
Oh god, has he lost the plot again?
Look at his eyes, he can’t disguise it’s all on top of him
what kind of person can down vodka at the dinner table
once could’ve earned six figures well now he’ll never be able
every time I see him he’s got some new haircut
he barely says a word and he spends his days half cut
why did he post pictures looking such a state
I guess no one’s gonna see them has he got a single mate?
Oh god, I think he’s gone mad again
did he just spark a *** and smoke it to its end?
Such a bright promise he’s wasted it all
what a steady rise, what a sudden, tragic fall
he clearly isn’t on meds not like the doctor had said
his future what a real dread he may as well just stay in bed
Oh god, he’s absolutely lost it
had it all there in his hands but now he’s gone and dropped it
someone should step in and shake it out of him
all those years of hard work and now he’s thrown it in the bin
with him you never know what’s coming
open up his mouth and he’ll soon send you running
what a disgrace, he’s ended up such a state
but I have no sympathy he’s sealed his own fate
Oh god, has he lost the plot again?
Look at his size, his glassy eyes
he needs it all to stop again
is he low or is he high
could he even tell you why
he gave up on it all
thought he was a fighter but he can’t recover from this fall
it’s all on top of him and this time he really knows it
just one look at that tired face and every bag really shows it
with everything he’s lost what is he going to do? Type of person that you see and you’re glad it’s not you
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