Vyvanse is vain.
We can all still see your pain.
If only you’d wrap that around your brain.
Your memories are making us insane!
Look in the mirror…
You will see fear!
Let me hold you dear;
Give me the wheel to steer.
We all love you so,
Where did you go?
Be yourself, we are the only ones who will know.
Something different from our usual show.
I hope I don’t offend you,
But excuses give me the flu.
Ramble is all that you do!
It’s okay, here, let US move…
Take it all over;
We expect no closure!
That game will make you a loner.
Deal us in on that game of poker.