simple like magic, but this aint about vanishing cabinets,
or disappearing rabbits, this is about managing tablets,
popping capsules, i'm a reverse sided magnet.
i'm like a fashionista giving you my passion to feast on,
but behind closed doors, like my mom when she's gone.
i'll wander into the kitchen, this can't be wrong,
there's plenty of medicine, and she won't be long.
weighing my options, this window of oppurtunity.
i acted stupidly, i didn't think it could ruin me.
i'm strong and healthy, why not be a little free?
i mean, it's not like either of my parents would see.
Here i am today, same shit, different way,
i'm a college student now, so what's a little play?
i'm a man, on my own, and damn it feels great.
so what's a pill or two, everybody makes mistakes...
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