Condensation breeds frustration
A lack of spark and contemplation
Mirrored eyes of indignation
A symptom of brain constipation
Where will blame rest?
Not on me
I will blame humidity
For all of my stupidity
And solutions that I just can’t see
It’s fogged up deep inside my skull
It’s deeply fucked up I feel dull
It’s summer time and so it seems
The lack of sun is ruining me
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