Absynthe Minded Mixing The Medicine
[Verse 1]
Dear diary, dear old friend
Society is weighing on me till the end
People crack, prescriptions are written
That's because they don't know how
To bite and get bitten
[Chorus]
No need to
Fly off the handle
No reason
To make amendments
[Verse 2]
Dear diary, dear old friend
Don't sacrifice the present
Let the moment begin
The elephant fits exactly in the room
Mixing up the medicine
And keeping it cool
[Chorus]
No need to
Fly off the handle
No reason
To make amendments
[Verse 3]
These words left unspoken
It's in your feathers now
And it shows they look good on you
I'm getting ahold of you
Now get loose
