(A pretend song written to the woes of my current state)
Oh, zantac, singulair, and zyrtec.
You lead me on,
keep me going.
pull me in,
pull me in.
Oh baby
i'm hiving so bad
don't you know I need you
don't hide from me
i'm hiving so bad.
So, I was irresponsible and lost my purse
I'm completely sincere when I tell you
the one thing I worry about most
and is giving me a panic attack
is your absence.
Forget about my wallet,
I'll throw it away.
Who cares about my sunglasses,
I'm blind without you.
Forget my eyeliner, lipgloss, various credit cars, and ID,
It's you that's keeping me up nights.
Oh baby
i'm hiving so bad
don't you know I need you
don't hide from me
i'm hiving so bad.
(Repeat 2x)
Missing you
and my throat is closing
missing you
and I can't sleep
Missing you and my stomach is turning
Missing you
and my skin is on fire
Oh medicine cocktail
originally listed for
indoor and outdoor allergies
heartburn/stomach pain and
asthma
But consumed for my raised skin
swollen skin
itching skin.
Chronic Idiopathic Urticaria
has nothing on you
oh savior, lover, reviver.
(Chorus 3x)
Please come back to me...
2 comments:
first of all stop being funnier than i am. and second of all... this song is way to catchy and now it'll be stuck in my head all day.
but i really do hate your hives and how they control your life. maybe I'll drop out of school to become a doctor. then I'll make it my life's mission discover the cure for chronic hives. and if i can't discover it, then I'll develop a new and super addicting street drug and make millions of dollars selling it on the black market. THEN, I'll buy a house in an area with better weather so your not so affected by the hiving.
I think that's a great idea. And then I think you should go to school to learn how to be a gastroenterologist, so you can solve my stomach mystery. I need a diagnosis that's different from me just being a big baby.
- Andrea Elise
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