[?] disorder I cup my hands, I drink the water News was like the d** were real The dream was gone, not it's appeal The picture does appear But something in it took fear Couldn't come up with it Support it And if there was a land there Could give us [?] We rip and sit around without them She did everything for you And everyone I know They have the means to store Couldn't come up with it This time so certain [?]