So if i dont find somebody soon...
I'll blow up into smithereens
And spew my tiny symphony
All up and down a city street
While tryna put my mind at ease
Like finishing this melody
This feels like a necessity
So this could be the death of me
Or maybe just a better me
Now come in with the timpanis
And take a shot of hennessy
Im lnow im. dont there mentally
But you could be the remedy
let me play my violin for you!