Me & My Fever — It’s Complicat
Fever loves me way too much. Shows up uninvited, every damn month. Cold tags along like, “Hey, remember me?” Yeah bro, I never forgot your misery. My nose is running a marathon, My head’s spinning like it’s drunk on dawn. Body aches, blanket’s my best friend, Soup’s the only thing that understands. My friends go out, I’m here dying slow, Texting “I’m fine” with tissues in tow. Fever’s like, “Missed you babe 😘,” And I’m like, “Can you not today?” It’s toxic love, I swear it’s true— Fever leaves, but never for good. Guess some people get luck, some get fame, And I just keep dating pain.
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