Third Ghost - Spill Kit

I made a mess that I need to address
And clean up before it's too late
I handle the stress but just barely at best
I can feel it boiling inside of me
A chemical fill, a confessional spill
Now your guts are all over the floor wait
Did you mean what you said, is it all in my head
Over slept, now I'm in bed all day
Spill, spill, spill, kit
Hey
I told you once and I'll tell you again
To self I've never been a friend
Health, it slowly starts to descend
Candle melts in the palm of your hand
Spill, spill, spill, kit
Spill, spill, spill, kit

Written by:
Enrico Baldinucci

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